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In the town of Whimsy-Woo,
Where the skies are pink and blue,
A little card of wondrous fame,
A gift certificate's its name.

Good for lunch or dinner, too,
In summer sun or springtime dew.
When autumn leaves begin to fall,
It still remains the best of all.

With a swish and swash of pen,
Endless joy awaits you then.
For nothing's better, this I vow—
Than gifting meals, not just for now.

So hop or skip, leap or prance,
To tasty lands, here’s your chance.
In Whimsy-Woo, where dreams are spun,
This magic card feeds everyone!

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