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But now at last the urge is past
And I can do no more
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Spone to Proonerisms
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Our copulatin's record-breakin'
My 'rection is a beast We haven't slept or eaten in a week or so, at least But now at last the urge is past And I can do no more So kiss me once and help me medicate this saddle sore
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Our copulatin's record-breakin'
My 'rection is a beast We haven't slept or eaten in a week or so, at least But now at last the urge is past And I can do no more So kiss me once and help me medicate this saddle sore. Oh no! Your kiss arouses this Rough beast to come around
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Our copulatin's record-breakin'
My 'rection is a beast We haven't slept or eaten in a week or so, at least But now at last the urge is past And I can do no more So kiss me once and help me medicate this saddle sore. Oh no! Your kiss arouses this Rough beast to come around And once again we'll find ourselves in struggle on the ground.
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Our copulatin's record-breakin'
My 'rection is a beast We haven't slept or eaten in a week or so, at least But now at last the urge is past And I can do no more So kiss me once and help me medicate this saddle sore. Oh no! Your kiss arouses this Rough beast to come around And once again we'll find ourselves in struggle on the ground. I think I hear somebody, dear -- I think they're coming now
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Our copulatin's record-breakin'
My 'rection is a beast We haven't slept or eaten in a week or so, at least But now at last the urge is past And I can do no more So kiss me once and help me medicate this saddle sore. Oh no! Your kiss arouses this Rough beast to come around And once again we'll find ourselves in struggle on the ground. I think I hear somebody, dear -- I think they're coming now Quick, I'll be your driver, dear And you can be my plow! |
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Our fruit is picked by immigrants unsanitarily
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Our fruit is picked by immigrants unsanitarily
And then is packed by grocer hacks who bruise it merrily |
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Our fruit is picked by immigrants unsanitarily
And then is packed by grocer hacks who bruise it merrily Once palped by patrons' pulpy paws, which poke and squeeze and squish I bag it up and bring it home, then sling it in this dish.
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Our copulatin's record-breakin'
My 'rection is a beast We haven't slept or eaten in a week or so, at least Those TV ads for Viagra were everything they vowed
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Our copulatin's record-breakin'
My 'rection is a beast We haven't slept or eaten in a week or so, at least Those TV ads for Viagra were everything they vowed If I weren't so damned exhausted, well I would be f**kin' proud At three ayem she turned her head And panted, "How much longer?" I said, "Twelve inches ain't enough?"
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Our copulatin's record-breakin'
My 'rection is a beast We haven't slept or eaten in a week or so, at least Those TV ads for Viagra were everything they vowed If I weren't so damned exhausted, well I would be f**kin' proud At three ayem she turns her head And pants, "Oh, how much longer?" I say, "Twelve inches ain't enough?" As once again I prong her.
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some guy
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Inside my bathroom cabinet I found a strange white pill
'Twould be unwise to eat it, but I'm desperately ill:
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Inside my bathroom cabinet I found a strange white pill
'Twould be unwise to eat it, but I'm desperately ill: The symbol in the middle looks like Japanese to me Or maybe Greek or Russian -- it's a little hard to see.
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Inside my bathroom cabinet I found a strange white pill
'Twould be unwise to eat it, but I'm desperately ill: The symbol in the middle looks like Japanese to me Or maybe Greek or Russian -- it's a little hard to see. I'd surely toss or flush it, were I not so damned unwell Still I hold it closely, hearing a small voice say, "What the hell..."
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