There was a young woman named Bright, Whose speed was much faster than light. She set out one day, In a relative way, And returned on the previous night.
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There once was a fly on the wall, I wonder, why didn’t it fall? Because its feet stuck? Or was it just luck? Or does gravity miss things so small?
There once was a boy named Dan, who wanted to fry in a pan. He tried and he tried, and eventually died, that weird little boy named Dan.
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