Poetry

Hamster Song
Roly-poly hamster
Running on your wheel to
Nowhere
Tan legs, pink feet
Exercising
Digging a tunnel
To hide in
Sleeping with
Pure bliss on your face.


A Rainy Poem
After it rains
The world is
Wet
There is
Water everywhere
Oh no! This poem is
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L
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A
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G

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W
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Y!


Howl
I see the wolf from the window
Silhouetted against the moon
Howling, Howling, Howling.
It is so shrill, so loud, so piercing
I hope he’ll stop soon
I pull the covers over my ear to
block the howl But I can still hear it
Ringing in my ears
Howling, Howling, Howling.


Here are a couple of poems I wrote a while ago. I'm not sure why they're all lined up like that.

What do you think?

Grace be with you,

A doubtful poet :D