Bungles Clungles In the Jungles
Barely belaboring the billions of bungles,
Listening to the cold, clamorous Cleveland-like clungles,
Within the bowels of the half-hearted, hard-headed hungles,
Judiciously jeering at the jealous jaguars juicy joy jungles,
She swung the serendipitous swiggles from their silly slow swungles.
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