Once upon a time, there was a little boy
Yes, I already remember
He endures to give himsel synthetic materials
One night in despair about the tasteless life
He stabbed out his parents' eyes
With a frozen carrot
But the story goes on
The little boy has foster-parents
His life was poisoned
With fruit and vegetable mass
So he cheered up his life
Manner he butchered his articles because of his boredom
Nobody understood the little boy
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