Seabells
I could make ring bells from seashells found on seashores
go into retail where these bells get sold on shop floors
and tell thee tales of Seabells see sales win awards
if Seabells received well we could see sells soar
but there be fails and seashells will see me shut doors
Seabells on thee shelves won't sell themselves
Seabells that stay shelved are Seabells in stealth
but if retail sees sells these bells might split shells
when Seabells break seashells they Seabells no more
in retail it entails that Seabells a chore
stealing seashells from seashores for Seabells is wrong
Seabells in retail ensure failed rewards
leave seashells on seashores where seashells belong
sit on a seesaw it sees sore your bum
a sore bum on a seesaw's a seesaw no fun
(none of this stanza is part of the poem I'm just)...
sawing a seesaw for Cecil in sun
sees seesaw I Cecil for saws so seesaws
no I saw for sneezing Cecil a seesaw he saw
Cecil does sizzle when Cecil's in sun
snoozing a little he frizzle a frum
I've syphilis symptoms seep sauces abort
a sauce on a seesaw in slippers and shorts
it sizzles my settle a saw Cecil's seesaw
a seashore with seesaws see seashells flung
a seesaw at seashores not see sure for sum
seashells flung seaward hit sailors at sea (dong)
seems I cannot stop recycling sims-
ulating symptoms of simpleton dumb)
yeah im done phew
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