A giggly golggly ghoul went in a gurglin’ garglin’ pool.
A wiggly tinglin’ moo said a gumblin’ googlin’ boo!
So could a baggy buggy boogie lick a cone of glassy grossy glue.
Gone groups of guns to guard the gamblin’ gangs of gongs.
Geese ground the gash of grease on their grumpy groupie girth.
Great gullible grumblin’ baboons gave ghastly gruesome Gus a Gloom!
Grindin’ the gothic grains in the brain is my garblin’ grovelin’ game!
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