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You think you n’eed apostrophe’s,

Here and o’ver there.

You e’ven n’eed them as you r’ake

The d’ead li’ce in y’our hair.

You n’eed them as your’e out

D’evouring metal’s on the beach’es,

You n’eed them while you p’eel and p’oach

And b’oil down your peach’es.

You n’eed them when you aim the b’lame

R’ight at one of your friend’s.

Too bad no more apostrophe’s,

Youv’e used th’em all by then’s.