This is my attempt at writing a alliteration poem. I have to admit that I think I did a good job, but when it came to the end of the poem, there was no clear way to end it. I hope you enjoy the poem as I enjoyed writing it out and coming up with some wonderful rhymes and g-related words.
Greetings, my name is Greg!
Greetings, my name is Greg!
Sit as I tell you a good ol’ great tale.
A story quite minute, yet on a grand scale.
Grievous, grim, gory narrative you will not find.
Only about a gracious, genial giant who fate was intertwined.
A gregarious, gallant, grandiose of a guy.
A gambler, a gangster and a gunslinger, was I.
No gimmicks, no guarantee, please do not worry.
No garrulous narrative, for this here shorten story.
A Gator Graduate, gladly to be.
A guile cunning gambit, majored with the ladies.
Giddy of grin and full of drink
Gaffes abound, while I was made to think.
Grandma once told me long ago
All that glitters is not gold, no?
Glorifying glowing gizmos and gadgets was never the way.
A generally good guy would gain at the end of that day.
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