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Dust is such a curious thing, From clumps of fluff To flakes of skin, It gets up doors, And on the walls, It's gets in cracks Beneath the floors It makes you sneeze It makes you cough It gets between a load of stuff It can be thin It can be thick Just give it a scrub Or give it a flick Either way it's always there Mountains for all And plenty to share It's back everyday To come out and play With my duster and feather head friend So with duster in hand I'm there on command To eliminate and bring to its end.
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May 4, 2019
May 4, 2019 at 5:25 AM UTC
Dust
Dust is such a curious thing, From clumps of fluff To flakes of skin, It gets up doors, And on the walls, It's gets in cracks Beneath the floors It makes you sneeze It makes you cough It gets between a load of stuff It can be thin It can be thick Just give it a scrub Or give it a flick Either way it's always there Mountains for all And plenty to share It's back everyday To come out and play With my duster and feather head friend So with duster in hand I'm there on command To eliminate and bring to its end.
jemimah-1
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May 4, 2019
May 4, 2019 at 5:25 AM UTC
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