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Canes

Going To Canes

Is Like Going To Heaven

When You Walk In

You Smell Mixtures Of

Frying Chicken and Baking Bread

The Colors Are As Red As Apples

The Yellows Are As Bright As The Sun

There Mascot Is A Dog

Who Is As Cute As A Newborn Baby

The Sound Of  People Talking

Kids Laughing At The Mascot

Without Canes I Wouldn’t Even Know

What To Do

Canes Is Life

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