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A Too Familar Tap


Tap, Tap, Tap! TAP! TAP! Stop, stop, please STOP! Stop the foot tapping. We all know why the feet move and your fingers click, click, CLICK! CLICK! You are way past due, it least to spill your daily amount of Chomp, CHOMP! and drink. So stop, STOP, STOP! Lend me your mind, it least for a night. Perhaps then the tap, tap, will be ended. Silence, silence, SILENCE, my dear friend. We can hear you down the hall Spilling, spilling, SPILLING- precious cargo. So once again stop, stop, STOP! Yet all I hear is you- Tap, Tap, Tap, TAP!
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