apples are red the sky is blue love is a lie but my heart is true spiders are black webs are white i sit in the grass and wait for night the road is long and twists and turns a dog runs down it but never learns the sun is high the moon is low my bag is packed i have nowhere to go >p>
spiders are black webs are white i sit in the grass and wait for night
the road is long and twists and turns a dog runs down it but never learns
the sun is high the moon is low my bag is packed i have nowhere to go
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