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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