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Created on: January 20, 2009
Beware the fuzzy rolligog
That smithers in the myre
(Confuse it not with golliwogs
In fuzzy blue attire)
Beware the rolligogan wrath
(They can breathe fire, you know)
Just feed them up on tigermoth
And bathe them in the snow
Beware the rolli appetite
Which consumes dozy trees
Where zigazots and clambermites
Weave pathways through the leaves
Beware the rolligogan song
There's poison in its tune
As rolligogan night grows long
Prepare: they're coming soon.
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