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Gotta run

GOTTA RUN

Mitch met a bitch
He thought was rich
But the flirt in skirt
Was poor as dirt
Date eight
Went great
But when in bed
Lets wed was said
He shot his gun said twas fun
But sorry hon I gotta run
Written by blackhyde
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