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~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Loy danced round her portico with gracility But misjudged the narrowness of mobility. She fell in the lake And rued her mistake, Quite pissed to the pinnacle of pisstivity. For my friend, Loy, who likes to dance around her porch over Swan Lake.
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