Sascha Martin's Superball
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"It's not. It bounces really high,"
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"Ooh, why not!" said Mary-Alice
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It was yet another school day
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And he didn't want to pass it
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And when, inevitably, someone
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Of lamentation and creation -
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And he could only watch in horror ...
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Though the Superball is written
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But the waiting can be occupation
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I would value your opinion
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If you signal your intention
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Then appeared another story
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Now we've reached the present volume
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After that, when all the Superballs
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But not the last! With each disaster
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