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The sausages were singing about horses as they munched on the toes of a shark they had stolen the sword of a keyboard snake living by the eels in the leek tree park The swings had been stolen by lemons on the run from a lime ketchup bar listening to the ears of parrots painting a horse chestnut's car The tyres had run away join the mice in the hope of getting an eel's knees but it keeps getting blown away by the hair of the purple cheese The rind is slowly fading lighting ice cubes from the sky soon your bed will be waking up so it is time to reopen your eyes