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this is a poem I wrote about my best friend. |
| He's a rainbow, Dressed in black. He doesn't walk, He strides, With slender legs In tight pants. He's a rainbow, Dressed in black. Dark hair, Carefully placed Continuously checked. Dark eyes, Perfectly lined in black. He's quiet, and he's loud With his evil grin, And innocent smile. He's a rainbow, Dressed in black. |