There once was a fox who had lots of blocks.
There once was a fox who had lots of blocks he used those blocks to make lots of clocks.
There once was a fox who had lots of blocks he used those blocks to make lots of clocks under the docks.
There once was a fox who had lots of blocks he used those blocks to make lots of clocks under the docs,with his mate ox
There once was a fox who had lots of blocks he used those blocks to make lots of clocks under the docs,with his mate ox and they enjoyed an ice block.
There once was a fox who had lots of blocks he used those blocks to make lots of clocks under the docs,with his mate ox and they enjoyed an ice block as they played roblox.
Hey noah its Tyler here I like the way you put a little picture of what the poem was about,Next time you could plz not put it bold because it cinda herts my eyes,My question is Why did you make the piture like that.
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