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Play Time's Over

Spotted, it’s time to run!
Just wanted to play, to have fun.
I sprint away... but go nowhere.
I’ve been caught. This is unfair.
“Please have mercy!” is what I cry.
Squash! Now I close my eight small eyes...




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