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Far from Scrubs and Clover
A loud Kookaburra doth fly,
No Drop-Bears bend her over
Tears of Crocodile she doth cry!
A Song to stone the Crows...
Silly bird with such fine Prose
Ye come up smelling like a Rose.
Notes: the acronym FANTASY is spelled from the first letter of each line.
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