The Story
In a story it will unveil,
in courage it will feel,
on the days when you're out on the wheels-
do not look back at the heels,
and don't knock twice when you've got two doors to peel,
focus in,
and you might white out the right steal...
"Hello Artimus! Aren't you that brat that hangs out at the sailing reels?
Don't you do that cat that likes ferns who 'unlike any mother' never gets to be like the guys in turn... with the wheels..?"
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