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Once a few million years ago, in thrones were the giants
Herbivorous, carnivorous with razor sharp teeth
They wore no precious jewels nor clothes of silk
They hunt their fellows for food, oh the roaches seen it all
The world metamorphosed, puny organisms born
Rid of feathers and razor sharp teeth- 'harmless' they thought
Even roaches pitied the new guests
Among lions and tigers, t...
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