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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There once was a crazy squirrel named Charlie Whose furry paws were unusually teensy-weensy With his chainsaw well-greased and quite small (Can you believe it? It was just two inches tall!) With it, he secretly carved pumpkins with great savvy. His masterpiece? An orange, gourd-grinning fright! With bat-wings, witches, and such for Halloween night. The owl, most perplexed, said "That pumpkin’s absurd!" Charlie snarled, "I’m an artist. Haven't you heard?” Creativity and power tools make my jack-o'-lanterns outta sight!”
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