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Rhyme Bandit with a shifty pen
Unlikely scribbled rhymes
On subjects arbitrarily
Not always with the times
Unlikely scribbled rhymes
On subjects arbitrarily
Not always with the times
That’s the way with rhymesters
Their rhyming words inject
Allowing lines to run along
To spot whatever they collect
Inspired today by rainfall
How the sun sits in the clouds
As plans right now take second place
I count umbrella crowds
How the sun sits in the clouds
As plans right now take second place
I count umbrella crowds
My bus is due at twenty-past
So far no one in the line
A trickle tickles down my neck
As I stand there queue benign
So far no one in the line
A trickle tickles down my neck
As I stand there queue benign
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