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Yellow plastic ducks
marching marching around they sing to me loudly all about the town they look so cute and cuddly but they're as hard as they can be i wonder why they're watching me i play with them in the bathtub they are so very fun yesterday i lost one I wonder where he's gone yellow plastic ducks swimming in my tub if only i could find some more i think i am in love
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