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~ Poetry by me ~
One, Two, Three, Four, Five
One, two, three, four, five
Thor caught the Midgard snake alive,
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten,
Then he let it go again.
Why did he let it go,
After he had fished it so?
Because the fishing line was tight,
So the line was cut alright.
© 2007 Michaela
Macha
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