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Plan is made of jam free from the wading
An elephant I ban from my window

Elephant, git!

Static centers

The plaza is under surveillance
Is kind of redundant

Name all the militias you
Can't sell your dress

I accept the statistics
A kickball bouncing
Because I feel like the weather again
I'm telling the insects and plants
Get up, I'm not an ambulance

And the story cuts past the lame