When the wind of the wivering woggeldy woo
came prowling the village of Kamchatkaroo,
it wiggled and sniggled and squeezed its way through,
and the whispers it glummoxed were steely and blue,
in the silve of the salvering sun,
by the silve of the salvering sun.

It ricked and it rocked and it renneled around,
the houses all filled with inquantible sound,
as it cunningly r...

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"Haven't you got one of these?" they said,
Haven't you got one of those?

It's pixelbyte loaded and glows at the seams,
It's powered outrightly by unicorns' dreams,
It's carbonicatic and kind to the trees,
It's helpful and friendly and eager to please,
"Haven't you got one of these?" they said,
Haven't you got one of those?

It'll miraclise and reprovitalate,
It'll mir...

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