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Fundy Take pictures They are worth a beautiful year And winter’s night by Racecourse For early jets to be seen Why raccoons, Dad? For Taepodong They ended the North But by high Inkerman- Inkerman Ferry, to be exact They practiced a moon landing And all the Swiss radio lanterns came for the hearse Which was, in yesteryear, A thing of luxury, To behold at the first of the dawn And in half a year, Why dream of the embargo When we have Christmas in Hampton And cherry trees to remember

By each hackney, Layers, I may add Was a Sussex Volkswagen ready to depart For the Jupiter foul And Peter’s Hill To orbit the sun And pray for apprehension Of Taepodong, Which stopped

And Should I amount To be swearing at my own I boarded the Shuttle, While waiting for Jeremy Who told of a star Whose reunion was ours And we sat up by breakfast To be in our own Our flightsuits were barren And we flew only six days But by beamlight and Mars Was an interconnect of hers My Mom, Whose lantern was out Noticed a shadow Of green schism to red For Earthworks at Maine To be the stop of accounts

So we celebrated on time With our own basket of cards And sought early warning, And everyone won