There was once a flashlight
that could talk
and he could walk.
He had eyes
and he had ears
He was made of foam.
He was made of glass.
His buddy was not a flashlight.
He bumped into a leaf.
He bumped into a wall.
He bumped into a plate-lake
(...which is a plate on a lake and you could ride on it and wouldn't sink).
And that's the end.
The. End.
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