The Dream

When it looked like there was no material to be found... As if in a dream around found a single loose leaf paper with this poor excuse of a poem scribbled on it. Dave might have wished for the free afternoon after hearing this pretentious poem that is poeming so hard.

My Bad Poetry Episode 8.17: "The Dream"

End Poem from a Real Poet: "Night" by Anne Brontë

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