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Rainy Renaissance

I go to the fair and I see many crafts My brother didn't really care It started to rain I thought we needed rafts Then came the thunder And the women in dresses started to shudder everyone (finally) restless (Well everyone but me) I take off my shoes All the women procrastinating And I played in the puddles like I had nothing to lose

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