Mr. Brame asked to make an alphabet poem. If you notcie, each letter of very word is the next letter in the alphabet.
Actually, Behind Closed Doors
Eggs Fry. Guys Hide In Jail.
Kids Laugh Merrily,
Nonchalantly Opening Presents.
Quietly Running South To Uranus.
Very Wise, eXcept You're Zealous.
Eggs Fry. Guys Hide In Jail.
Kids Laugh Merrily,
Nonchalantly Opening Presents.
Quietly Running South To Uranus.
Very Wise, eXcept You're Zealous.
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