A Poem for Fun (27)
In a mysterious zone,The ground full of bone,
When the sun shone
Through broken ozone,
There was seen a crone,
Who lived sadly alone,
Wearing a hat of cone,
Laughing like bees drone,
Speaking in a weird tone,
To a stranger on the phone.
She sat on a seat of stone,
Looking like on the throne. 没分了,先送花,明天来补! thanks, don't bother. you can keep flowers for others more deverving it.
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