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A fourth hail to the Pudding Factory The owls' communion speaks of Broken glass in the treehouse Life amidst the burning bush is one of Eating bark, like the salamanders from Labrador Remember to bury lost socks And build your tower of soap For Autumn comes too quick here And Summer speaks of the hungry bear A fourth hail to the Pudding Factory A fourth hail to you
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May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 3:20 PM UTC
A Fourth Hail to the Pudding Factory
A fourth hail to the Pudding Factory The owls' communion speaks of Broken glass in the treehouse Life amidst the burning bush is one of Eating bark, like the salamanders from Labrador Remember to bury lost socks And build your tower of soap For Autumn comes too quick here And Summer speaks of the hungry bear A fourth hail to the Pudding Factory A fourth hail to you
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May 20, 2016
May 20, 2016 at 3:20 PM UTC
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