Through Mesozoic roars and Renaissance hues, Bad-Luck-Lass quests, with nothing to lose, Splotch's ninja pawprints, Grey-Gray's purr, Guide her through epochs, her heart's a stir.Clockface's minions, with blocky might, Construct obstacles, in time's flight, But Lass, with a wink and a cosmic grin, Twists through history, determined to win.In medieval lands, and space's grace, The chase endures, in every place, Clockface's laughter, echoing wide, But Lass's luck, an unyielding tide.
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