The blue book is a blue book which is glued to you. It's mysteries, oh it's mysteries, and are very wild and true. This book holsd not one, not three, but two wild truths, so stick around to find out how they will affect you.
The first one, oh the first one, is that it's fully blue. The first one, the first one, is that it's made of blue.
The second one, oh the second one, is that the blue book's true. The second one, oh the second one, is that the blue book's true.
Of course, we have a third one, and without further ado, we may present it while this book is still blue.
The third one, oh the third one, is that this book is screwed. The third one, oh yes, the third one, is that this book is a screw.
Now that we have uncovered three, three indwelling truths, the last one, oh the last one, is clearly meant for you.
I dare you, oh I dare you, to come up with words that rhyme with blue. As the blue book is a true book that is clearly meant for you.
The words that come along with this truly blue deal, include all the blue words that clearly rhyme with blue.
Blue rhymes with true which rhymes with true which rhymes with glue.
Now that I have finished, this next part's up to you!
(P.S. The blue book is a true book that is a stuck to a screw in a skewer inside of you.)
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Author:
Isabella (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this during no time, as I was clearly trying to draw a picture when I merely failed. The whole paper was blue, and then I came up with an idea. I decided to write a poem about a blue book, and that blue book was originally a piece of paper that was never meant to be blue.
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