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Feb 2016
He picked up the dead rat and threw it on the table**,
We as freshmen of high school were always told this fable,
Of the great disgusting James who had no shame,
Oh but no one looked around and put autism to blame,
So while James is being poked fun at,
There's a dead rat at the table we sat.
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   Lucinda Hikari and ---
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