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Pippa, Pippa, we've been on a funny journey, you and me,
And I hope you can see, that where you're supposed to be, is with me on /pcg/
You know, they say nice guys finish last, but for you, Pippa, I can promise it will be you who finishes last (if ever)
You see, Pippa, this trilby that doth sit upon these oiled slicken locks, nest and home to so many tiny rrats of this big old thread of ours
For this trilby can only be tipped so many times, and with so much vigor, before my arm will be of no use to me, for when I think of you, Pippa
Oh Pippa, my white trash goddess from the trailer park, your sublime feet, like two frosted snowballs of milk resting beneath slippas so sweet, and so fair, that it could make my cargo shorts as wet as a can of mountain dew
And mountain dew, will simply not do. Because all I want to quench my thirst, Pippa, is you
Please respond Pippa, please, I love you
