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Friday, June 28, 2024

WHEN MY FLUTE BREAKS, I BUY A BETTER ONE

My glass Pan flute fell onto the floor,
It shattered, and would toot never more,
I stepped above my class,
Bought a flute, made from brass,
I now toot until my lips are soar.