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And There Stands The King

And there stands the king,

Ones there was a king,
Who’d always start to sing,
And there he stood, that king,
The father of everything.

And that king got a son,
Who was happy if he won,
But sometimes, that dreadful son,

Lost, and ruined all the fun.
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