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Ali’s Bowl Story The angels watched as she stood perched on the rim Her skin took on a rosy hue She swam with dolphins, fruit flies and whales She became skilled at spitting out pits. She can paint herself into a corner and then back out
again She howls at the moon with passion and flair. The angels smile and all agree
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