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didja didja do? hollow tree they found ol' cain wrapped a-baling wired lockjaw wired shut smiling at the fast one he pulled but forgot to send the punchline before the nightwatch rang and stole him to the sky sluagh screaming the jest, a fine one but the stolen milk was too scant of note so the townsfolk all could only ask god-marked cain what a didja didja do?
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