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There was a man that sang in rhyme, Every time he found a dime, But by the time that he found nine, He’d forget how to rhyme, Then go back in time to rhyme, Until he found another nine.

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sketcheroo

18 / M / Blaine, Washington

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Written by

sketcheroo

18 / M / Blaine, Washington

Published: Jul 25, 2019
LinesWords: 639

Tags: #rhyme #timetravel #time #travel #dime #money #nine #9

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