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Rows and rows of stalks of corn
along the roadside I adorn. A scarecrow sits in the clear and free to keep the evil far from me. In the fall is when I'm best when I stand tall above the rest. Near Halloween the kids stop by to take a few ears on the sly. The farmer loves me this I know For I bring him lots of dough!
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