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Yet there was a glimmer of hope
I'd not yet reached the end of my rope.
By using my wits,
and two oven mitts,
I got home - but still looked like a dope.
The string on my red balloon broke
I'd not yet reached the end of my rope.
By using my wits,
and two oven mitts,
I got home - but still looked like a dope.
The string on my red balloon broke