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Can not get enough

Is enough and I am over

A barrel of monkeys

Were the prefab four

Musketeers with Jeffery

Ironic is a oft debated

Word to your mother’s

Day of the dead

Is sometimes better

To have loved and

Lost with out a

Compassionate people have soft hearts

For valentines day

Wrapped his way to super

Starting to get sticky around

Here nor there it’s

Neither world crawls with

Roaches will die in the

Cold cruel world where we

Fight and become as

Bad to the bone

We throw to the

dog house is where the assholes

sleep with the

fishes and teaches to eat

tomorrow never

comes to the party on

time enough to

Breath all over your

Food for

Thoughtless

Nesquick in milk has a chocolaty

Flavor of the month is tomorrows

Has been

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