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Mysteries

The world is round so aint it neat
As I stand here dabbling my feet
In the gently rolling flowing tide
That somewhere on Earth's other side
There's a clown
Upside down
On his head
Instead
Neat
Quite a feat
You'd think there'd be some horror on his face
As he fell off and floated gently into space
You'd think how much easier that
If the world had been designed flat
Hats off to the designer of it all
Enabling us to stand on a spinning ball



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Mysteries