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Doting the Lines Between Oon and Ain

i walked on the moon and called down rain. I woke in the noon and all i feel is pain i ate with a spoon and all i made was a stain i watched a cartoon and there was a dragon to train. I am part of a platoon but really what did i gain. I played with a a baboon and i got traped with its chain. I played the buffoon and nearly missed my train. I threw a happoon not to kill but to restrain. I will be back soon i said over again. I crossed a lagoon but i was soaked in the rain. I watched the harvest moon in the waters of the fountain. I was at a saloon but this idea i cannot entertain. I sawa typhoon once but it was a dream and i was in Spain. I made a cocoon this i did with disdain.

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