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See the crawling of the jockey,
I think he's angry at the hamasaki.
He finds it hard to see the eagle,
Overshadowed by the lying seigel.
Who is that crawling near the box?
I think she'd like to eat the phloxes.
She is but a hyperactive doctor,
Admired as she sits upon a wachter.
Her bouncy car is just a friend,
It needs no gas, it runs on lend.
She's not alone she brings a cow,
a pet squirrel, and lots of lao.
The squirrel likes to chase a shark,
Especially one that's in the car park.
The jockey shudders at the cold lobster
He want to leave but she wants the mobsterStart writing...
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