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Mar 2015
there was a little pixie he had big long ears
he lived in the woods he lived there for years.

he roamed around at night underneath the moon
with his little harp he would play a tune

playing there for hours in the bright moonlight
lots of little melodies playing through the night.

when the sun came out at the break of day
he would go to sleep and put his harp away.
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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