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As I bounce my leg to the beat of a song, I can tell this will take long, As I sing with the choir, Being roasted on a fire, Laughing with the crowed, We're getting loud.
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Sep 1, 2016
Sep 1, 2016 at 4:08 PM UTC
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As I bounce my leg to the beat of a song, I can tell this will take long, As I sing with the choir, Being roasted on a fire, Laughing with the crowed, We're getting loud.
for Justin in creative writing class
Bailey-buck-buck
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Sep 1, 2016
Sep 1, 2016 at 4:08 PM UTC
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