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Jul 2017
Rocking around and Tripping on,
Broken glass.
Laughing gas spreading all around,
Everyone laughing to death.
Clowns showing their final trick,
Turning themselves into flames
Buring the whole house down.
Nothing left except laughter
All through the air.
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