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Create a poem and we'll analyze it!

Mary had a little lamb,
A little rabbit, too.
But her favorite, most of all,
Was the turkey stew!
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(I should get extra points for it being "paraprosdokian."
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My partner's attempt at a poem:

You are cute
I am too
Let's (kiss*)


*The original word was R-rated but you can imagine lol

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Sorry, we all seem to have devolved this thread into jokes, haven't we?
 
Mary had a little lamb,
Her father shot it dead.
Now it goes to school with her
Between two bits of bread.

Mary had a little lamb,
That backed in to a pylon.
Ten thousand volts shot up it's arse
And turned it's wool to nylon.
I wish there was a "skull emoji" reaction lol... wow this one was dark! 💀
 

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