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Golly Gosh Betwixt
a whole manner of oodles saw stuff piled under a shelf a sofa on the ceiling and a light fitting on the floor there were gardens in the living room all his worth beyond the door he walked off to the north aloud opening a gate behind tipped his hat at Jupiter his shadow walked to the south passing statues in the street and words flew into his mouth as evening turned to morning’s ray and he arrived at the place he left something‘s very odd today and cars reversed round straighten roads he thought I must have lost my way golly gosh betwixt said he twice to anyone and all what am I to do he cried in hope of some advice if I turn back now I’ll sure be lost but go from bad to nice so back he went to evening’s head to have another go jumped into pyjamas I’ll probably wake up dead but what a day I’ll get some sleep and snuggled down in bed the next day was the morning before when all was new and all had dawned it started in a boiling pot of evermore all in its place and mirrored away a day of straight not wobbly gore
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