.There are cherries, ripe for picking.
America's losing, meth recipies cooking.
Oh excuse me miss, can i buy you a drink,
Just don't mind the bitter aftertaste.
Oh no, the jokes on you
You're now infected with the dirty south plague.
Fathers grab your daughters, cause the boys are b.
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