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| Tobor the red-poled cornholer, had a very ruddy pole. And if you ever saw it, you had better wath your cornhole! | |
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| Then one lazy December day, Santa came to say, "Tobor with your pole so red, won't you cornhole the elves dead." | |
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| Then how Mrs. Claus loved him, cause she'd always been anti-elf. Tobor the red-poled cornholer, you've really out-cornholed yourself! | |
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