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Don’t drown, Mr. Fish, he forgot, how to hold, his breath. Glub glub, he says. His fins, don’t work, Mr. Fish, can’t you, swim? The water is, too deep, in his bowl. Don’t drown, Mr. Fish.
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Apr 10, 2022
Apr 10, 2022 at 9:02 PM UTC
Mr. Fish
Don’t drown, Mr. Fish, he forgot, how to hold, his breath. Glub glub, he says. His fins, don’t work, Mr. Fish, can’t you, swim? The water is, too deep, in his bowl. Don’t drown, Mr. Fish.
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Apr 10, 2022
Apr 10, 2022 at 9:02 PM UTC
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