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The leprechaun sits counting the gold in his pot, It's funny , he has all that goldand lives in a hut and sleeps on a cot. His water is cold and his wife is hot, He has a son whose name is Tator-tot. His nieghbor has a blood clot, And he misses his mom alot. He wishes he was back home with her,so he can live in her hut and sleep on her cot.
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