There once was a wombat named Wu
Who felt quite exceptionally blue
He gathered his mates
They broke out of their crates
And they made their escape from the zoo
A moose crossed the street in Alaska
En route to the lands of Nebraska
She jumped on a train
Took a detour through Maine
I’m not quite sure why… but I’ll ask her
Who felt quite exceptionally blue
He gathered his mates
They broke out of their crates
And they made their escape from the zoo
A moose crossed the street in Alaska
En route to the lands of Nebraska
She jumped on a train
Took a detour through Maine
I’m not quite sure why… but I’ll ask her
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