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Be Quiet! Shh Shh don’t make a sound,
there’s a verse in my head and its jangling around,
the words are evasive, each syllable shy,
you must not scare them or out they will fly.
Once they’ve escaped you won’t find them again,
where the hell is my notepad? Who nicked my pen?
Speed is of the essence, they’re running so fast,
you’re going down punk! On paper at last!
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