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But after all, what are those?
What's an aristocrat's joke these days?
Who else but the top hoes!
Guess that's just the way it goes.
Sucks when you're bound to row!
Guess we'll never know
Which one's low? Which ones glow?
Are they Oni-holes?
Somebody, somebody, oh strangers in flair and fugue, we're bound foot to toe on this bow of shit we must row!
It's the magical Walpurgisnacht witch hoes!
They're all like clones.
Won't let anyone be
Won't let anyone go
When your country's worth than Gotham
Predictive Programming slows
Everyone's stiffed bones
Till there's no where LEFT to go
But up
:)