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2 and 65 by Yeroc SemaTwisting bears
All multicolor
All the same
You cant be duller
Whats the point?
You walk and walk
Not a chance
That you would talk
Swing you arms
Kick you legs
Bob your heads
Do what it takes
Taking acid
What a trip
Follow the bears
Try not to flip
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