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I am not the princess. I've had a pea under my mattress for a while now, But you've found no concern in that. In fact, it's slowly been duplicated. At first, only by a few, Then dozens. Now there are hundreds of them, Unconstrained by the confines of the bed. But so long as there are peas, You will argue them to fit. So long as there are peas, I will lie, uneasy, Though I am no princess.
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Jul 23, 2019
Jul 23, 2019 at 12:56 PM UTC
Not the Princess but Still Peas
I am not the princess. I've had a pea under my mattress for a while now, But you've found no concern in that. In fact, it's slowly been duplicated. At first, only by a few, Then dozens. Now there are hundreds of them, Unconstrained by the confines of the bed. But so long as there are peas, You will argue them to fit. So long as there are peas, I will lie, uneasy, Though I am no princess.
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Jul 23, 2019
Jul 23, 2019 at 12:56 PM UTC
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