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monorhyme to while away my time
On Monday Jay was rather gay merry I mean not the other way on his algebra he got an A boasted a bit in way of a bray what about Tuesday was it a good day? Yes, because it’s the day he gets his pay this was stated by his girlfriend Fay She is older than most, her hair is gray Wednesday was a different kind of day Jay spent the day loading Nebraska hay then he went swimming down by the bay with his best friend, a funny guy, Trey What about Thursday? Asked nosey aunt May She likes things dreary, gloomy and gray Should I worry? Do I need to pray? Quite honestly, I had nothing to say. I had not seen either Jay or Trey Maybe they were missing since Thursday. I knew this would amuse dreary Aunt May So, I made up a lie said cousin Ray Pirates snatched them and took them away because they knew where a treasure lay Old Aunt May began to moan, chant and sway When they returned she took credit that day
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