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sameolme As I strap you to the keel
Do you know how bad I feel?
If you saw my bleeding heart
You'd not lay such nasty farts
When you learn to snorkel right
Sailng won't be such a fright

Well thats enoughy for today.
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spoken i do smell your rancid rank
and for this i shall not thank
you insult me with your taint
and i fear i'm want to faint
so do wash your filthy rear
and perhapse you may endear
i have said my peace ok
now i turn and walk away
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