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but marshmallows, three! Glee!

World's a state that has no pegs

When will the folk be free?

Sometimes we wonder

They will never be free

is it worth sparks and thunder?

For they breathe as they see

PULL THE FUCKING PLUG, GENE!

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Who is the dreamer, What is the dream

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What is the creamer, where is the cream

I just impaled myself on a fence

Crapped my pants

And died

THE END

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The Bend!

For we are not fried upon others losses.

The Break!!

Yet we burn as other abusers

Breaking of brittle bones...

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Forsaking of little phones

We live, oh so we play

im biting into your bones

to be or not to be

and crushing your throne

Such, is a quandry

Enclosure of stoney ground.

But alas, it is mine , this perplexity .

this perplexity taking me over, all around.

He said, my fiend was John.

I feel my skin prickle, covered in your sound

He bled, resistance gone

I gaze out the window and watch a car drive by

Un frere le tres bien

Think of the life I lost because of your lie

I had really said, I like men

and realise that because of that i stabbed my eye

Is love really that much of a crime?

Your stupid shithead

Why yes, my friend

For Euclid the 'bit fed'

You're dick does never end

Shoes are slimy

But your asshole does

My hands are tiny

May your fast soul ..buzz!

My wrists decrept

Fuzz wuz, but fiz iz, jus cuz

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Embrace darkness so tightly it explodes lightly

Felt as much the passion as Chris Rea

mine pitbull hath greeted me ever so bitely

Profound, like the Hollywood fear

doo doo poo poo lightly

when you don't know de wae to your dear

Gum gum some sum, lit brightly

they may have canopied and are no longer there

"Oh me, oh my" said Holly Golightly

they may have been eaten by a bear

"A tree!, he Sky", said Holly Golightly

THEY COULD HAVE NO HAIR

Holly turned away, he smiled slightly

until they ate ketchup

man, ducks kinda smell don't hey?

although the poof is there im scheptical

Hay don't when spelt badley!

Though I spend all day on my eliptical

They called my kid Bradley

crap . in . a . bag

Why would you call a kid Bradley?

nope it's just craig

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And ate your bagel.

here he goes yo ho ho

fuck you retarded faggots

And the whisperer speaks in verse

Taught death from the maggots

Told life by the worst

That feast on the haggis

Always the last, never the first

The beast of all rhymes

fuck you morons and your unimaginative drivel

fuck you morons and your unimaginative drivel

fuck you morons and your unimaginative drivel

fuck you morons and your unimaginative drivel

fuck you morons and your unimaginative drivel

fuck you morons and your unimaginative drivel

fuck you morons and your unimaginative drivel

fuck you morons and your unimaginative drivel

fuck you morons and your unimaginative drivel

fuck you morons and your unimaginative drivel

fuck you morons and your unimaginative drivel

fuck you morons and your unimaginative drivel

fuck you morons and your unimaginative drivel

Haha poo! Thought I'd be wiv all

Spain was where the

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