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| Apr 17th, 2004 01:09 PM | ||
| FartinMowler |
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| Apr 13th, 2004 12:46 AM | ||
| Big McLargehuge |
Bone meal and sugar My jokes grow old, upon the air Though laughter still flows. From lips whose words are like Bone meal and sugar. My food I feed, is stale. But eat it up she does, Even a novice at interpretation Could tell the meaning. I wish my body could give the word That hers novices say does. |
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