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As the bee buzzed around
He landed on a hound
As he bit at him
He stung his chin

The hound felt a billion stings
And then he heard a ding
The hound ran inside as fast as he can
Leaving th bee dizzy and weak

But he could still fly
Cause he was a lie
So he flew up
Into the night

Something hit his head
He woke up in his bed
To that it was daytime
And in the spring instead of summer





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