The Singer

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The signer discovered through the wiring closet

Their footsteps loud

Everyone would leap with depressed


I love the little thing

We would paint together

and even kill when no one was near


But a light flurry came

Everyone was depressed

Until it yielded a rapier

It wore a jumper


Everyone around hung on to their pair of safety goggles

The day came to an end

It was bad and scary day

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