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Her Voice


Her voice is what got this started

Her beautiful, meoldy filled vioce

But......what if

What if she croaked liked a frog

Or mooed like a cow

Or barked like a dog

Maybe, if she growled like a lion then would the prince have noticed her....

NO

Under the sea is where she be

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