One there was man named Greg,
It was only time before he was dead.
He’d learnt from Gary and Graham.
That Garith and Gustof had Gavin.
So he smelled like a cheesy old taven.
He did nothing to help the old caven.
Just took on the girls like the Kremlin.
He wandered from heigh weigh to yexen.
But the discourse was worse that with beven,
So because of the curse,
It got far more than worse.
That the pictures had sepiad away.
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