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This last Fall Auburn and Bright Found PlayDough In the house dight Fire in the place Throwing shadows 'cross the room 'What will my parents think' Crawl back to flirt The last tomato Found in the dirt His hare was too long His hips were too wide To fit through the hole To go down the slide No sun in the orchard No reason to go inside Or Was
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May 2
May 2, 2026 at 9:33 PM UTC
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This last Fall Auburn and Bright Found PlayDough In the house dight Fire in the place Throwing shadows 'cross the room 'What will my parents think' Crawl back to flirt The last tomato Found in the dirt His hare was too long His hips were too wide To fit through the hole To go down the slide No sun in the orchard No reason to go inside Or Was
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May 2, 2026 at 9:33 PM UTC
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