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What are Little Mods made of?
Little Mods are made of Words Nesting in their heads Words that rise at break of day And tuck them into bed With a comma here, Perhaps a dash – or Semicolon; sure, why not And, when do I use a colon: Who knows? Little Mods are made of Words That dance upon their souls Words that reason and sometimes rhyme Or not With a comma here, Perhaps a bracket (enclosure), or Semicolon; sure, why not And, when do I use a colon: Oh yeah, that’s it Little Mods are made of Words That feed upon their heart A single word can shape a life Really? I find that hard to believe…I bet it takes four, or five To read all additions to the campfire, please see "Invalid Item"
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