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7 A Dinosor Poem 8
April 22, 2004 @ 2:02 pm


Dinosors are green.

Dinosors are red.

I dream of dinosors when I am in my bed.

Dinosors could bite.

Dinosors could lick.

Dinosors could think of a trick.



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