Death do Us all, we continue to strike.
Upset, at bat, sunny delight.
Cold, alone, zone, the phone, we ignite the flame.
Continue to look and continue to blame.
Upright, in and around, we learn to brunch.
All about that Minnie Wheats and Captain Crunch, we learn to grow.
Wiffed, it skid, I was about to throw.
On the low, leveled headed, the Earth to and Fro.
Like Orion the Hunter, the One with the bow.
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