Lives in a Flock, Filled, Forest
It eats Flowers, Ful, Flug, Fly
It loves fruit loops, fruit punch, Frets
It Frees itself Flying Freaking out Fearless
The Foxatarian Fur was Free Forever Friendly
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This was my poem and now I’m a 11 and still trying to make poems