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Once, there was a monster Pretending he was a wonder No body could reach him for he was in his ivory tower full of pride and power He kept growing And growing Growing Till blowing Up They say ‘what goes around comes around’ Yet for this, he had no mind ‘ The world is mine’ he said He built mines And mines For others The poor kinds ‘Enough’ they said ‘We are weary’ ‘Life is blurry and scary’ ‘Nope’ he said ‘I need to grow’ ‘I must blow up’

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