sing the praises of me the newest tailor for the vicar of dey i will sew and dance for all those who can clap i will laugh and giggle for all those who can smile. and did you hear, i get health care benefits... or maybe not, illusion falls apart and i'm left unemployed and unhealthy... hey, i'm the newest juggler in the court of the moon king!Birth sign: Cancer
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