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Anecdote to Vote Should Go to Shallotte to Vote

hands together wrench separated by a trench deal could never clinch the only limits of what controls tomorrow are doubts of today after blowing fuse we would hear the breaking news colors come in hews out window peaking saw someone out there sneaking while rumors leaking what we will propose when you do have a long nose mustache under grows did hear sound of dove God will give you all His love from heaven above had tried counting sheep our cute cat who is a creep woke us from our sleep go to did not dare were prepared to face a scare no one will be there may have happened soon song which was sung by a loon baboon on the moon must remain obscure when you want to be secure there could be a cure need an antidote when we want a place to vote should go to Shallotte

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