The commotion was charged, projectiled and shelled
And it was badly smelled and incoherently pronounced on the platform
And turned into a cat form,
It was sprinkled with salt and sugar
And dissolved in obscurity,
Then a blotchy riot appeared,
With projectiles and shells and very mad and passionate bells
And this riot disappeared and new commotion appeared.
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