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Put blisters on your fingers and
Put plasters on your head but
Put peppers on your privates and
You’ll wish that you were dead!
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He called it Rosebud, this chocolate starfish orb Of jacksy ring To rectify the back door thing His brown-eyed, elementary cleft did sing For Venus, Mars and more Considering the sun don't shine So much on Jupiter, but for The Plutoid bung of Saturn's rung…
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