It is blank.
Now there's a plank.
The man got in a rocket.
And he has a apple in his pocket.
If a ball pops.
It stops.
A baker.
Is a maker.
You look.
At a book.
Dam that grumpy old bee.
Soon I'm going to stuff it in the tree.
I gave my bunny a carrot.
But he through it back at my parrot.
I went to Japan.
My mum gave me her pan.
I'm in a bar.
Then my dad said tweet tweet stupid little star.
I had tea on a plate.
And so did my mate.
My life was great.
But now I'm living in a crate.
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