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I bought some magic glasses, they cost me quite a bit...
A little loose at first, cos they weren't the tightest fit.
They kept on falling off, but I didn't care one bit.
I put them on, then took them off, cos I was scared as S**t!
They're on right now, I know that - cos I''m writing words like this...
When they're missing, I always somehow find them in my grip!
Theres no use in trying to loose them - i've already tried that trick...

       Magic Glasses cant be lost...

                 or they wouldn't be Magic!
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