Tommy had a little ram,
Its face was white as snow.
Tommy had a red nosed ram,
But he didn't know where to go.

He went into a dark cave once,
Which was against his rules.
He went into a black hole as,
To try to catch some cool.

Of course the people laughed at him,
Cause he was such a fool.
To think that he could get like me,
By exercising his tool.

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