I can't -at all -f ancy him
He writes like an eight-year old child.
He became famous because of his dad,
What a lucky-guy he is!
A large platinum -spoon
Pushed in his mouth.
If I were Lord of Tartary, Myself, and me alone, My bed should be of ivory, Of beaten gold my throne; And in my court should peacocks flaunt, And in my forests tigers haunt, And in my pools great fishes slant Their fins athwart the sun.
he is agoodman and he is the best
I can't -at all -f ancy him
He writes like an eight-year old child.
He became famous because of his dad,
What a lucky-guy he is!
A large platinum -spoon
Pushed in his mouth.
he is the master of creating imagery.he wants us to enjoy his world of imagination
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