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This is the poem, 
I will be bestowing,  
As attached to the hip, 
With a little bit, 
Of some lipstick smeared , 
Ridiculously spit, 
In the middle of a fit, 
Dug out of a pit, 
Smitten and bitten by one made to stick, 
Not only the little but also big hitting kits, 
Of the middle-of-the road slick Tick-Tok shivs,
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