It was disasterous that
When the shine no more sunned
The floor no more sat
On the ground as it should
And the fly could not bird
and the bite did not fly
The draw had to stop penning
The day the spin did not world
Why? You must ask did the spin WAIT
Did the spin not world?
Is that what you ask?
No, how?
How I don't know but it was.
Ask a large it sure knows.
They're there! Their hares!
Watch bounce as it sits
still. Maybe the spin does not world
today. Today it's all backwards.
How strange? Strange how?
Now strange today and tomorrow
Not yesterday you know.
Come sing all youths and childs
Sing far and low not quite on par
As for the spin that does not world
You might as well not fly
Like the poor bite
And the shine which!
Hard as it tried WOULD NOT
sun.
Must the Gartejax fling so?
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