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| Poems about life by someone who's alive, or so she says... (^: |
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Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb. Mary had a little lamb, who's fleece was yellow as snow. No, no, that's not right! Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb. Mary had a little lamb, Who's fleece was white as wool. NO, that can't be right! Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb. Mary had a little lamb, who's fleece was black as coal. I GIVE UP! | ||
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