I knew a boy who liked to draw
He drew pictures that nobody saw
He was more artistic at night
In the bathroon, out of sight
He kept a secret that nobody knew,
He didn't tell a soul and his gallery grew
His drawings were different, no paper or pen
But needed a bandage now and again.
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