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Poem Number 332
I met a guy named Hairy, he always danced liked a ferry
He bounced on the bed, and busted his head, and now he thinks his name is Sherie
He rode his bike into town, and when he got there he had a frown
Because he saw a clown and thats what gave him the frown
He has one fear he saw when he got there, it was a red and white faced clown
He fell down and hit the floor, but on his way down he hit his head on the door
He past out cause of the clown, and then fell on his way down
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