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| Caterpillar on my sleeve! You will not have cause to grieve. I won't squash you like a bug, Just give you a gentle hug, Flick you off to find your way On this bright and sunny day. When you crawl upon my arm, Never meaning any harm, I feel tickled and impressed That you have with life been blessed. With your hundred eyes of blue You will not existence rue. | ||
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