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I write so when i'm wrong i'm still right, 
I fly words like planes the wright brothers rite?

This is nothing new you could of knew what i'd do.

After ware and tear I wonder where you could wear a new outfit.

Go to the store to get chips, fruit snacks too, not a pack maybe two.

I wish I had a rode mic to use on the road,
Or a face cam to record while I rowed.

I just yawned but we're almost there, that's their way of saying they're tired.

The letter after S is a T, in my white tee, I drink tea and sing the alphabet.

In Spanish I know Si, yes I like the sea, someday i'll see, after my A B C's. 

Pare look on my face with a pair of pears being tasted. 

I sent cents to the scent store cause tax for her perfume was 4 pennies more.

I turn the bass low so I don't scare the bass in the water. 

The tigers prey while I pray.

Duel fighters dual. 

I meddle, in the mettle, until I get the medal. 

Wether they know it or not the weather might change whether they like it or not.

They're on their way over there now. 

I'm sure my principal knew the principles. 

I'm about to cite what I sight on the site tonight alright.

You can vote at a poll in the north pole.

I bawled when I seen I was bald.

You ever seen a bear bare naked?

Don't bark up the wrong bark of tree.

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