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Created on: July 31, 2009 Last Updated: May 24, 2011
Cancer
We just don't
Want it on earth
It does not
Fit anybody properly
It is the wrong
Size and color
With so much
Manufacturing defect
Everybody is complaining
Pushing our scientists
Mad on the chopping boards
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