The Man That Is Tan

Poem By kenny vuong

There once was a man that was tan.
It was hot one day so he had a fan.
So then he blew himself up with all the power he had.
Now then he got mad.
And now he does not have a fan.
He could not get shade from is cot.
And now he is very hot.

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