Category : Poems

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Dino's they eat plants,
But could there wear pants,
This is the border of my brain,
When i think of it it give me a pain,
End of the poem bye,
I'm just going to say hi,



If I could find old santa I'd ask him for a ride,
Under the fur trimmed blankets I'd nestle by his side,
But when he went a climbing down down the chimney tall,
I'd wait for him upon the roof for the fear that I might fall,
I'd sit and hold the reindeer and if they  tried to go,
I'd call out to them  a loudly woah reindeer woah.