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Once upon a time lived a little boy: nothing special.
Can you hear the wind upon the water? So lovely.
His jaunty stroll leads abruptly to a cliff, without noticing.
As he plummets, he ponders the meaning of, "look first".
She summons forth a vile pudding fiend, which eats her.
Crimson flames rain from the bleeding sky, a frightening precursor.
The monkey inches forward, fingers grasping for the precious banana.
His last thoughts were quite pointless -- the placement of goldfish.
"I'm bored!" she cried, forgetting the slavering wolves devouring her.
The beast's nostrils flared ominously, indicating a terrible allergy season.
And so, the man tipped his hat, one whole dollar.
Can you hear the wind upon the water? So lovely.
His jaunty stroll leads abruptly to a cliff, without noticing.
As he plummets, he ponders the meaning of, "look first".
She summons forth a vile pudding fiend, which eats her.
Crimson flames rain from the bleeding sky, a frightening precursor.
The monkey inches forward, fingers grasping for the precious banana.
His last thoughts were quite pointless -- the placement of goldfish.
"I'm bored!" she cried, forgetting the slavering wolves devouring her.
The beast's nostrils flared ominously, indicating a terrible allergy season.
And so, the man tipped his hat, one whole dollar.
