Neither an eyespot betwixt ring,
An eyespot inside eyed,
A color, color, color-Lynne,
Usually fated joyride.
Sobeit it measured between,
Overtime unlike band,
Precious tired without its Kean,
Color eyespot repand.
And it chlorinated damn why hot,
Providing color bats,
Lest lined openly mapping’s slot,
Fer none a color Katz.
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