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Gimme gimme gimme
All of your candy.
I want your candy
Because I deserve it.
Not you,
And not that nasty hag,
Who is a liar,
And a crooked crook!
She doesn’t deserve your candy!
Gimme your candy!
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All of your candy.
I want your candy
Because I deserve it.
Not you,
And not that nasty hag,
Who is a liar,
And a crooked crook!
She doesn’t deserve your candy!
Gimme your candy!
Line Count 10
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