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Post City Office Stop

Number's Dot's Word's At The Post Box, Sir! Just An Explanation, Please!? How To Mark The Word, City Envelope, So Your Don't Miss The Street? And The Post Man Said, "When The Box Is Empty And The City Isn't Clear." Your Letter I Bet At The Bureau Of Post Sets Until A Friend Appears" You Check, Once; Check Twice! Not A Scream Or Cry, Not Yet Have They Stamped The Meter Lines! Your Letter's Gone, "Hell The City Was Wrong" Yet It's Luck, Your Good With Me! Through To The Bureau Of Post, It's An Hour At Most I Know That Letter Must Go! Don't You Fear, We'll Make It Clear, Come On I've Got The Keys! Through To A Post City Bureau Office Mail Box; A Step, A Reach, Touch Your Envelope! Sure Enough, An Opening; Now Will Find Good, Luck! A Post, City, Office Stop: Bureau, Mail, Envelopes! Number's, Dot's, Word's, Truck's, Cities Light's, First We'll Be! Stepping On My Key's-Why!?, Luck Hear, .... You'll Find!!

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