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One misty moisty morning
The mist was most prevailing
And then it started storming
On that misty moisty morning
It came up without a warning
hailstones began to hailing
And I missed the morning mailing
On that misty moisty morn
Though I mostly miss the morning mail
That morn I felt mostly forlorn
I had to catch the mail that morn
But by 10 minutes I was trailing
So I began to flailing
Down the lane my feet were sailing
But the mailman was ailing
And hadn’t made his morning mail
So on that misty moisty morning
In a storm that had no warning
When I should have been emailing
My mail and me got mostly soaked
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rob kistner © 2010