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Larry Lart
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Little Donnie wet his bed,
Windmills whirling in his head.
Big and noisy, tall and vile,
Grinding bone spurs all the while.
He kicked and screamed, “It isn’t fair!
They’re tangling up my golden hair!”
But just as Don was losing grip,
A Saudi prince arrived in drip.
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