You are given a short text as a title. Your task is to generate a poem as output that is related to the given title and should feel like written by kids. The output should be a run-on sentence (two or more complete sentences connected without any punctuation). The poem should not be too long or too complex, because it should feel like it is written by younger person without high level of literature education.

Q: Jack the dog

A: big brown and black not the britest in the world just like his owner
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Q: Koo kat

A: i be strong like father i wonder how father get so strong i hear father lift weight i see father lift train i be strong like father i pretend to be strong than father i feel i be a sore loser unlike father i touch weight father have lift i worry father be to strong i cry how be father so strong i worry he be to strong i be strong like father i understand father be little strong than me i say one day i will be strong than father i try to lift more and more weight i hope this make me a strong a father i be strong like father
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Q: Your soul dyed Black and Blue

A:
blood be shed tear still fall i cana't pretend to cover it all emotion pours like water in a vase but i cana't force you to hate this place but after you witness the alarming facts theya're wona't be more forgiveness you wona't just sit there and relax youa'll want to cease their vile way without a second doubt and with a swoop your fist sway but there be other way to work it out you wona't listen because youa've leave to find the culprit youa've flee to beat the man guilty of theft just a he do to me wona't that make you as bad a him i simply try to persuade cuz i dona't want you out on that limb i know you arena't that way fight hasna't solve anything so far ita's make tear and blood evolve cause idea of war there be other way just a ia've say before instead of beat someonea's face until they hit the floor the monstrosity you have become be tear u apart your revenge will now become an illegal work of art to him you be a criminal just a he be to you your honest way turn immoral your soul dye black and blue dona't you see a pattern here beneath the anger you have mix there be no problem anywhere that ruthless fight can fix
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