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This is not where I belong.
This place is all wrong.
I need music and song.
Panties not a thong.
You just sit and smoke your bong.
I hear the doorbell goes ding dong.
I'm out & gone.
Selfish people don't have kids.
It's what they try to rid.
Dirty deeds they did.
Sleaze who try too hard to please.
Gems don't grow on stems.
You're a clown who jumps up and down.
A friend I found.
On a merry-go-round.
I am no longer 180 pounds.
But I'm not fat and round.
I'm not tied and bound.
I'm quiet and I have no sound.
You won't find me or my sex in the index.
I will cast a hex.
Be my guide.
Take me for a ride.
Let's go inside and hide.
Or escape outside.
It's just you I can confide.
You are the only one on my side.
But just wait and see I don't eat candy.
Everything fine and dandy.
If I was your honey could I make you spend your money?
Would that be funny?
It's hot and sunny.
Don't take my money.
But I hate the color red.
You know I like blue.
The color pink makes your heart sink.
In black and white they want to fight.
Enough I call your bluff.
You got my stuff.
You think you're tough.
You want to get rough.
You just want my muff.
You pig.
Go get a leaf of fig.
Your naked.
You're lazy.
You're crazy.
I like daisies.
This fog is hazy.
I said maybe.
Cancers no joke.
You did it to yourself when you smoke.
To death you die and choke.
You old bloke.
Whatever will life really get better?
Can can you be any deader?
You say I'm delirious.
When I am being serious.
I don't have the cash to flash.
It was me you wanted to catch.
Because you know we both match.
And that our love would last.
It would be neat & feel so sweet.
Nobody can beat.
Have a seat.
Don't fall on your feet.

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