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Death! To a green highlighter

I once had a use, a purpose, a skill
Before the occasion a shoe doth kill
Fallen suddenly from my place
Condemned now by the human race
Suddenly there was a thwack!
Abruptly I began to crack!
Green fluid drips all around
Slowly leaking to the ground
Lying broken on the floor
Eternally useless forevermore





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