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Firstly, sit somewhere, You can never in your life, And it won't matter whether You are a husband or a wife, As a matter of fact you can't Just make a square in air, With your right hand, And A circle on the ground with your toe. That is 'cause your brain, Now just so very humane, Can't follow this paradox, Conflicting activities both. Now position change, Get down on the floor, Yes, on all your four. And you can not breathe in and out, As quickly with your tongue out of your mouth, And your nostrils both not being used.
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Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 1:17 PM UTC
Two Strange Facts
Firstly, sit somewhere, You can never in your life, And it won't matter whether You are a husband or a wife, As a matter of fact you can't Just make a square in air, With your right hand, And A circle on the ground with your toe. That is 'cause your brain, Now just so very humane, Can't follow this paradox, Conflicting activities both. Now position change, Get down on the floor, Yes, on all your four. And you can not breathe in and out, As quickly with your tongue out of your mouth, And your nostrils both not being used.
My HP Poem #1050 ©Atul Kaushal Like this post if you tried either or both. If you tried the second, you might have realized that it is possible, just that there isn't much difference between you and your uncle's dog! Sorry!
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Apr 4, 2016
Apr 4, 2016 at 1:17 PM UTC
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