which bitch
will you marry? hairy fairies are queers beers are
brews who’s dues are you paying? do you know what I’m
saying? praying is holy poll the voters General Motors
makes trucks good luck Mike take a hike 1 like dikes
hikes are ridden hidden doors are for dungeons
Nancy Spungen’s dead killed by Sid Vicious delicious
fishes swim Slim jams scams are ploys boys
will be boys joy’s happiness this crappy mess needs
cleaning what is the meaning of life? get a wife or
die lonely bone me please appease my libido 1 need
those kisses Mrs. Ulysses S. Grant I’m enchanted I
planted a seed and it grew do you know what I mean?
green is a color dullards are stupid cupid’s arrow will
fly die sparrow die don’t try to hide Clyde away say
he’ll stay where he is it’s business as usual at
Kramerica
where is the money? the gunny sack is in the back of
a Cadillac Seville will you count the amount?
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from the blow
just say no to hate your tide is in
your hands this land is your land to command
do you understand the mission? I’m wishin’ for
peace cease fire aspire to greatness wait this
could get better yet her mood chewed me out
she will shout and yell I smell a rat Cats
is a play may the world improve make your move.
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booty is too
big cigarettes kill will you die?
I hope not pot smells good could I try some
dumbass? grass is weed I need a smoke but
my stroke put a damper on the party card me
at the club hub the tub, is full wool is scratchy
catch me if you can man Dan Marino has a
casino in Reno Nevada Erik Estrada had the
enchiladas tostadas and beans mean farts art’s
heavy Chevy trucks suck good luck with your
illness kill this beer here comes the bride hide
your feelings you’re dealing with a freak speak
to Spot at seven rot in heaven.
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Jack and Jill
fill my tank with gas do not pass
go slowly mow the grass asshole stroll the grounds
The Sound Of Music is a movie so sue me for
breathing I’m leaving her heaving breasts are at
rest her chest is nice mice are small rats hats
off to Roy Harper this tarp sure keeps the grass dry
try just a little bit harder to card her she’s
underage fill the page with ok think of more words
turds are craps raps are boring to whites I
might be done have fun today say what you will
fill your time with rhymes I’m fine and dandy
I’m Andy candy is sweet time to eat and get fatter
scatter my ashes over the sea that’s where I want
to be when I die goodbye.
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