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Here is yer Poem:
There once was a hobo named Bob, he likes to eat corn on the cob. He lives in a box, has holes in his socks, And likes to eat pork flavour beans. He sleeps on a bench in the park, all by himself in the dark. He sits on the ground and acts kinda strange, holds out his hand and grumbles "spare change?" Sent by Candy
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