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Map of the Desert
Paddy found a map of the desert
And took it home to study.
He kept it to himself until
He had to tell his buddy.
"There could be buried treasure, Mick,
There could be hidden gold,
Between us we could have the key
To treasures yet untold!"
Mick put an arm around his friend.
"This could have been a caper,
But it's not a map of the desert, old pal -
What you have is just sand-paper".
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