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alas, alack...there was no twin...
no Rachel...
no...
no Benjamin....
if
there'd been one...
had
he been Herschel....
would
he
have painted
his
face
purple
and
after
just one
dress rehearsal,
gone
a-running
through
the house....
singing
from
Der Fliedermaus....
or
with
a balloon
on
his head....
sung,
instead,
The Witch is Dead,
or...
in
the
remotest
of cases...
made jello,
which contained
shoe laces....
or
plucked
the fur
from
off
his panda...
.....decorated jacaranda
with the fluff...
and other stuff....? ? ! ! ? ?
oh, well....
my mind's gone out...to wanda.........! !
delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........
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