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The Wandering Swampawomp

The swampawomp He loves to tromp Through the goo of the tall thin gutternut, Past the speckled dreckle’s little straw hut, Into their watery land of Reshtorott, Where the sun blazes brightly and makes the ground too hot. The large, slow, slimy swampawomp fears His home world where the water disappears. And his kelp clothes … Continue reading The Wandering Swampawomp