.Just another gypsyhook,
Choking on that dick you rode.
And it's taken his, in which I abode.
Where I slit the morse of my mothers throat.
Rotten to me, rotten to me.
Oh no.
Most of us can merge in the back of the seat,
The last and go into my back straight gets me cl.
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