Archie Brown got involved in a poetry writing challenge. The rhyming words were assigned by the previous writer. This is Archie's first entry, his first attempt at poetry ever!
I loathe the chief cockroach.
Though he seldom takes wing,
he can often my goodies poach.
I am certainly glad he can't sing!
He will climb on my glass,
he will foul my chicken,
with utter lack of class,
he contantly gives me a lickin'
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