White Joke if the year😜😂 Reason Why Maths always ask to find the value of its X: Maths was a good gentleman. He had only nukbers in his life Once he was in relationship with science as time passed He started sharing with science and started including alphabets words from it but as time passed Science left him Then afterwards the Maths always asked the value of its X😜😂 ©Rakshit Panchal

Rakshit Panchal

A story of a story It is now four am in the morning I can't and it's very boring Maybe I could write up a story I know it will likely be corny A story of love and adventure Monsters, demons and creatures A hero gets cut and needs sutures The woman is a very pretty teacher They come from two different places The girl is nice, always says graces The boy is silly, always making faces Cross paths , elope, leaving no traces A story of destiny and of danger Two people join after being strangers The boy he's rough, raises gators The girl very gentle, has no anger The man battles ogres and cyclops She grows and tends to the crops He never cleaned, never used a mop She never had a fight , just yells stop One day I think I may write the book Of passion, romance, and second looks A beautiful young woman named Brooke And a man named Cal, who can not cook ©Schizology

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White Joke if the year😜😂 Reason Why Maths always ask to find the value of its X: Maths was a good gentleman. He had only nukbers in his life Once he was in relationship with science as time passed He started sharing with science and started including alphabets words from it but as time passed Science left him Then afterwards the Maths always asked the value of its X😜😂 ©Rakshit Panchal

Rakshit Panchal

A story of a story It is now four am in the morning I can't and it's very boring Maybe I could write up a story I know it will likely be corny A story of love and adventure Monsters, demons and creatures A hero gets cut and needs sutures The woman is a very pretty teacher They come from two different places The girl is nice, always says graces The boy is silly, always making faces Cross paths , elope, leaving no traces A story of destiny and of danger Two people join after being strangers The boy he's rough, raises gators The girl very gentle, has no anger The man battles ogres and cyclops She grows and tends to the crops He never cleaned, never used a mop She never had a fight , just yells stop One day I think I may write the book Of passion, romance, and second looks A beautiful young woman named Brooke And a man named Cal, who can not cook ©Schizology

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