Do, a blob of uncooked bread,
Re makes pizza out of do,
Mi, what cats say with no pain,
Fa, the number after fo,
So what you would reap come fall,
La, where stars and starlets go,
Ti, where golfers put their balls,
And that brings us back to do!
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