The shoe headed lion loves to juggle a shark
through the eyes of a spaghetti stork
it's afraid to come out while the beak is dark
as it cleans the blue coat of a fork
The tines are busy baking the penguin tapes
sneezing out bullets of a cherry tyre
the tread was listening to pineapple grapes
growing the cyan panda eggs of a fire
The flames are freezing the hands of a screw
as it cracks closed the tree of a chair
the legs are trying to marry the shrew
as it tried to comb the red melon hair
The follicles of each slice are fleeing
as they attempt to hammer the wings of an ox
but now the tail has had enough of seeing
as it gives birth to the purple nosed fox
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