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in some warm
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cultured goat's milk
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till the edges
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moisturized and healed.
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Now for something
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my mom's head
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appears in my
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dreams at night
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like run-on sentences
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that finish suddenly.
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So unto Mario...
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,Yoshi doth felch
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Purple Monkey Dishwasher
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Go To Hell...
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you little monkey...
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, for you have
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eaten the big...
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gest flounder Bundy's
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foul smelling pile...
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of blubbering pig
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on a hot
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tin roof , rusted .
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Now that roof
....good to see you marco.... |
is awash in
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the foul stench
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a guttering candleflame
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of incipient mortality...
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now with technoline!!!
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After raping sheep...
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flyman decided to
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never wash again
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, mostly in protest
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for a new
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set of hot
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pants of burning...
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liquid sheep dung.
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Paddyjoe once ate
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ALL HIS VEGETABLES :lol:
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but then he
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forgot to suck
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