Let's make a poem!!!

Pretty much, all you gotta do is rhyme with the above line and think of another. Like this...

Person A: I like pie, it's amazing and tasty

Person B: But I absolutely hate it when it's crappy and pasty.
I'd hate to have one made under a barber shop

Person C: Because the meat inside is probably from a person who suffered a nasty headchop!

Etc.

So yeah. It can get as random as you guys want it to be. So, I'll start...



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