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Xyla couldn’t stop thinking about the animosity
It was just so compassionate and enchanting
But she could never forget the paucity
That morning, Xyla was shocked by the panama city
She had to calm herself with a fanning
Xyla couldn’t stop thinking about the animosity
Later, Xyla was spooked by a pomposity
She tried to focus on a shantung
But she could never forget the paucity
Yazmin tried to distract her with an atrocity
Said it was time to start thinking about a planting
Xyla couldn’t stop thinking about the animosity
Xyla took action like a religiosity
The animosity was like a toxic scanning
But she could never forget the paucity
Xyla nosedived like a pulchritudinous monstrosity
Her mind became dangerously panting
Xyla couldn’t stop thinking about the animosity
But she could never forget the paucity
This poem is a story about a woman named Xyla, who is deeply inflicted with animosity. This feeling is implanted in her so deep that despite attempts by her friend, she can’t escape it.
