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The Bad Poem

I had a friend who was feeling down
So I wrote a poem about a clown.
I wanted to cheer her, make her smile;
To brighten her mood for a little while

But to my dismay, she started to frown,
She said she was terrified by the clown.
I intended to cheer her, to make her glad
But instead, I wrote a poem that was bad.

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