Forced

A rose is a beautiful flower

buy enough and you can build a tower

with more currency comes more power

what the farmer got with his was a plower

it makes the cow’s milk go sour

because all it could do was cower.

Every book for rhymes I shall scour.

as i can’t keep this going, I shall be ever so dour

I’ll need comfort food, get me that butter and flour.

Wait…

it doesn’t count if it sounds the same but its spelled differently!

Bah then I am done

Bye

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