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-Where's Bart?
-Bart
went out at half
past.
He got in his car
and drove fast.
-Did he go far?
-I didn't ask
but I bet he went to the bar
It was getting dark,
the dogs began to bark,
Bart,
completely drunk,
clasped
the lamppost and danced.
The dogs of the farm
weren't far.
They came out like darts
and bit the drunkard
on the ass.
We had a good laugh.
We walked arm-in-arm.
Taking him home
was quite a task.
The door was ajar.
His father
stood in the courtyard
looking aghast
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