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Unce upon a time
there was a man, uncle john, wearing a shirt colored lime
a dropped his electric razor colored black
A peice had flew off and i ran to help put in tact
i got on the ground to help this man
i think this is when he plotted his plan
i looked under the bed, i looked under the nightstand
he said it went over there,
so i looked under the red chair
under there it was not
i wonder if it flew int that pot,
he said,"it doesnt matter, ill find it later,"
I looked in his lime shirts pocket, i tried not to be a hater
there that razor laid
in that little lime pocket made
i said,"uncle john i found it!
All the way over here in your pocket,"
He said he'd give me all his water
Even have me slaughtered
He claimed he hadnt put ut there, i said," good day! I said GOOD DAY!"
thats when i walked away
But what he didnt know or see
is that i, sarah, have the magic key
April 16, 2016
Sarah E. Walsh
there was a man, uncle john, wearing a shirt colored lime
a dropped his electric razor colored black
A peice had flew off and i ran to help put in tact
i got on the ground to help this man
i think this is when he plotted his plan
i looked under the bed, i looked under the nightstand
he said it went over there,
so i looked under the red chair
under there it was not
i wonder if it flew int that pot,
he said,"it doesnt matter, ill find it later,"
I looked in his lime shirts pocket, i tried not to be a hater
there that razor laid
in that little lime pocket made
i said,"uncle john i found it!
All the way over here in your pocket,"
He said he'd give me all his water
Even have me slaughtered
He claimed he hadnt put ut there, i said," good day! I said GOOD DAY!"
thats when i walked away
But what he didnt know or see
is that i, sarah, have the magic key
April 16, 2016
Sarah E. Walsh
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