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Feb 2015
For the great cascade of events,
Slowly dancing, like a windmill masterpiece,
Dying in front, of a decaying stump,
Like a lump, of ole hay,
Besiege the mighty trumpet stead,
Avast the gather ridden chains,
And carry the wayward Son,
Singing, and dancing,
A merry ye' are,
Always forever to chun'
He To GBoCDRGJML
Written by
Kody dibble
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