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When Leo pulled the bathtub plug,…
The map showed seas of midnight blue,…
That night the moon rose, round and wide,…
They sailed past whales who hummed off-key,…
But guarding the beach on a barnacled throne…
"Test ONE: the Tickle of Doom!" he cried,…
"Test TWO: the Dark and Whispery Cave.…
"Test THREE," the old crab softly said,…
The crab went quiet. Then he bowed.…
No coins. No crowns. No pieces-of-eight.…
The tide turned home. The sails grew soft.…
So when the dark feels deep and wide,…
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