Blank Pages
In a small town in Scotland they sell books with one blank page,
It was made a law you see,
To leave that one blank page,
In the middle of every book,
In the middle of every book,
There is nothing,
Just a white page of nothing,
No words,
No letters,
No numbers,
No symbols,
Nothing at all,
I lie,
There are no books in Scotland,
That have only one blank page,
Because I have deceived you,
I take back everything I’ve said
Wow.. you have almost the SAME tittle to your poem as me and you DO have the same 1st and last line as me haha we think SO much alike I actually quite enjoyed this poem :) keep it up!
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