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Lorne was wandering through a market in New New York with a massive grin on his face. There were people and aliens and colour and noise and music and Lorne was in his element.
He gazed around at the hubbub and burst into song.
"Who will buy this wonderful morning?
Such a sky you never did see!
Who will tie it up in a ribbon
And put it in a box for me?"
He gazed around at the hubbub and burst into song.
"Who will buy this wonderful morning?
Such a sky you never did see!
Who will tie it up in a ribbon
And put it in a box for me?"