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Saturday, August 10, 2013
Ode to Peter Rabbit
Young Peter Rabbit
Had a bad habit.
He saw the merits
Of the farmer's carrots.
He went under the fence
Not using his sense.
He lost his jacket
Creating a racket.
Peter was full of dread.
His mother put him to bed.
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