The RED Poem

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What to do as a picture,
My thoughts are now led,
The event for the month,
Is something that is red.

So much can I choose,
Like flowers in a bed,
These thoughts keep on going,
Around my poor old head.

How about an old book,
That has been well read.
Or would a painted face,
Be a better shot instead.

Oh so many different thing,
Like my daughter's red ted,
Oh the thoughts keep going,
Around my poor old head.


 
 
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