Stan's Van
There was a little man. Who owned a purple van. He loved his van indeed. Stan and his purple van. Sold burgers of spam. The locals he did feed. Stan, the man and his van. Purple, and serving spam.
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There was a little man. Who owned a purple van. He loved his van indeed. Stan and his purple van. Sold burgers of spam. The locals he did feed. Stan, the man and his van. Purple, and serving spam.
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