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jumping up and down the floor...

my head is an animal.

and once there was an animal...

it had a son, who mowed the lawn.

the son was an ok guy...

they had a pet, dragonfly.

the dragonfly, it ran away...

but it came back with a story to say.


dirty paws and fury coat...

she ran down the forest slope.

the forest of talking trees...

they used to sing about the birds and the bees.

the bees had declared a war...

the sky wasn't big enough for them all.

the birds they got help from bellow...

from dirty paws and the creatures of snow.


and for a while things where cold...

they were scared down in their homes.

the forest that once was green...

was coloured black by those killing machines.

but she and her furry friends...

took down the queen bee and her men.


and that's how the story goes...

the story of the beast with her four dirty paws.

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