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    In a town painted Red, not so far away, Lived the Projecters who had much to say. PROJECTING their faults with the greatest of ease, PROJECTING their guilt like a strange heart disease!

    “Those blues over there are the ones who are bad! They do all the things that make everyone sad!” But the truth of the matter, quite funny to see, They were PROJECTING exactly what they happened to be!

    When caught with their hands in the cookie display, “It’s the Blues who eat cookies!” they would hastily say PROJECTING their actions with thunderous noise, Using PROJECTION as one of their favorite toys!

    Oh, the PROJECTING they did was a sight to behold, The stories theyd spin and the tales that were told! PROJECTING their fears and their schemes on the rest, While doing those things they PROJECTED with zest!

    And would they admit it? Oh no, not at all! They’d PROJECT even harder and stand very tall. For PROJECTING protects them from looking within At the truth of their actions, their very own sin!