Once upon a time
Once upon a time there was a pretty little boy
He was so pretty his eyelash was jealous of his luminous iris
His eyelash would shed a strand of hair and whispering vehemently
Shedding and tearing I will dim the luminous iris or go bald trying
The iris got infected and the eyelash went bald
The end
Once upon a time there were two dogs from the same litter
White furry adorable puppies
There are magic puppies the dog vendor said
They will bring you good luck and warmth and companionship
But beware never let the puppies grow because when they do grow
They will eat you all up
They can’t help it
Once upon a time
There was a little girl who hated being told off
So she did everything she was meant to do and everything she was asked
But you can’t please everyone all the time
So she still got told off
One day she woke up with fire in her belly
Big red flames like an exotic flower
The flames had no smoke
Who should we call?
The fireman or the doctor
The firemen came with their trucks and hose
The doctors came with the needles and pills
But no luck poor puss
Her mother screamed and cried
Her father cried and screamed
Her teachers lectured
There was such a fuss
But not much help
So she died
He was so pretty his eyelash was jealous of his luminous iris
His eyelash would shed a strand of hair and whispering vehemently
Shedding and tearing I will dim the luminous iris or go bald trying
The iris got infected and the eyelash went bald
The end
Once upon a time there were two dogs from the same litter
White furry adorable puppies
There are magic puppies the dog vendor said
They will bring you good luck and warmth and companionship
But beware never let the puppies grow because when they do grow
They will eat you all up
They can’t help it
Once upon a time
There was a little girl who hated being told off
So she did everything she was meant to do and everything she was asked
But you can’t please everyone all the time
So she still got told off
One day she woke up with fire in her belly
Big red flames like an exotic flower
The flames had no smoke
Who should we call?
The fireman or the doctor
The firemen came with their trucks and hose
The doctors came with the needles and pills
But no luck poor puss
Her mother screamed and cried
Her father cried and screamed
Her teachers lectured
There was such a fuss
But not much help
So she died
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