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Sitting there on a flagpole
Almost ten feet high
Singing a song, from his soul
While looking at the sky

Taking a tire, eating it whole
Many wouldn't even try
Juggling plates, spoons and a bowl
And reciting the digits of pi

Crazy stunts, no control
That I won't deny
But if you see him as a whole
You'll really love that guy

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