By Aron Micko H.B
Pure hot chocolate milk love to drink;
I've got a pen and my time is to start to think.
I forgot to take a vitamin C with zinc;
However, the moment is starting to sync.
I lost along the way, not doublethink;
Imagination runs fast, stare and wink.
The right brain forgot the word critic;
In some laziness of the left brain link.
I saw my pastel lose the color pink.
I drop accidentally all colors shrink;
The smoke coming in the door stink;
My nose starts to smell some sink.
My hand start to flow no more think;
Drop someone's chocolate milk drink.
I drew strange lady, a blink;
Trying to waste my mom's ballpen ink."/>
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