Here is a short but funny limerick that I created that my classmates decided was so good, I should post it on the Internet. So read this interesting poem and I hope that you’ll enjoy it!
I ran up the hills without tire,
I burned and ached as i went higher.
I stopped for fresh air,
and saw with a scare,
that my insides were all lit on fire.
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