Claire held the door,
She held it some more.
Her arm got sore,
It made her ROAR!
So she shut the door.
There’s not any more.
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Claire held the door,
She held it some more.
Her arm got sore,
It made her ROAR!
So she shut the door.
There’s not any more.
Here’s a challenge. How much longer could you make this poem? (It must make sense.)