He wound up with a broken nose
When a dog bit off his toes
He tries to hide but it still shows
That's always just how it goes
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The moon is bright at midnight
Are you ready to take flight?
Someone turn off that goddamn light
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There was a great commotion
When she drank the magic potion
And began that funky motion
That inspired great devotion
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This way we have to play
Lets all go out to the bay
And come back with lots of hay
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There it all went again
With that crazy killer hen
Now we are all on the mend
As we all round the bend
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Maybe it will rhyme this time
Sad to say, this poem is mine
Good news - this is the last line.