Twelve Lines Too Long

I went to buy a biscuit tin
but nothing could be found
there’s someone in my basement
who’s spinning round and round
My harmonica is marzipan
and tastes like cyanide
I tried to build a model aeroplane
and glue myself inside
Outside there is a naughty duck
who is singing rugby songs
and I realised this little verse
is now twelve lines too long.

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