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Oh freddled gruntbuggly,
Thy micturations are to me
As plurdled gabbleblotchits
On a lurgid bee.
Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes
And hooptiously drangle me
With crinkly bindlewurdles,
Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon,
See if I don't!
See, see the Dragon sky
Marvel at its big purple depths.
Tell me, surfenstein do you
Wonder why the meercats ignores you?
Why its foobly stare
makes you feel shattered.
I can tell you, it is
Worried by your wibble facial growth
That looks like
A mould.
What's more, it knows
Your Squirt potting shed
Smells of lime.
Everything under the big Dragon sky
Asks why, why do you even bother?
You only charm my bottoms
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