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Feb 2010
there was a little rat he lived on a ******* heap   he even made a bed there so that he could sleep.
a busy little chap always in a hurry all along the ******* heap you could see him scurry
looking for some food in and out of bags he would even have a look underneath the rags
he would even root through the empty tins  he would look for anything that had come from bins.
when he had finished eating after he was fed off he would go the to his little bed
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william worthless
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