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My precious


If it's one thing that I could bring,

it's my phone that goes with me.

It has many things that come in handy,

either stuck on an island where it's sandy,

my phone has resources that are nice.

maybe I could order some food like fried rice.

or call people up, to start up some spice

my phones for me, it is what I like

it is what I need, it is very helpful,

it is very neat.

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