Ten lines, I sigh.
About a small sty
That resides in my eye.
Cream that I gently apply.
Labels, only a lie.
Painfully here on standby,
Soon beginning to cry.
Not going to deny,
I feel as though I'm going to die.
Banzai!
About a small sty
That resides in my eye.
Cream that I gently apply.
Labels, only a lie.
Painfully here on standby,
Soon beginning to cry.
Not going to deny,
I feel as though I'm going to die.
Banzai!

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