Square Poems 22: Cheetah Acrostic
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Challenge him to a foot race?
Have fun, but you can not win.
Ergo, you'll fall on your face.
Even your knees you might skin.
The worst thing that could befall:
A proclivity to maul;
He might not leave us a trace.
Bu şiiri puanla
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