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Mar 2015
A catastrophe happened,
I say, I say,
All I heard was the sound of the fay,
A whirl and a twirl,
Till the sun melted first,
Like a bottom of reasons that don't contain hurt,

I saw it! I saw it! The sailor announced,
Like as if a ghost had came into his house,
The purpose for me, is the purpose for you,
To live life out,
In the bottom of a shoe,
Don't pounce, or be some shy with me,
You groven truc' von shapaloop'
I saw that man with the mystery chair,
Asking me sharply if I was still there,

I said howdy do,
Mr. you know who,
I just hope you know you,
or better yet your self you do,
To see the fire standing top,
To the see the valley's slow down and stop,
A'ghast the greener' flames' I see,

A little old man, about yay' to be,
Came in with his forest of fears,
And failures, Out with the mustard, and guilty potato's I said alas,
He said get the people together for mass,
Must I said I to him that's so vast,
He said don't worry my love will last
Person
Kody dibble
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Kody dibble
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