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There once was a woman who once was a man Who thought that he did but did not understand. There once was a hermit who held in his hand The heart of a lonely and unattached man. There once was a soldier who stood in the sand Saluting the sun when he wanted to dance. There once was a butcher come back from the dead He opened his mind and took poison instead. There once was a weaver who wished for a fool To live down below her and hand up her tools. There once was a species who filled up the world With lust, love, confusion, talk, tacos, and turds. From Letras Mania