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The Ump Is At The Pump, Jumpin Like The Flames of Hell
bump
lump
hump
dump
trump
(lump
hump, hump
lump)...........
steady as she goes, mate. This
tra'U'ma begs deliverance.
we wee weee all must get on line &
can'cel our vile Amazon Prime be4
The Angels could love me, (or see me)
whilst thee s'aints come struttin in
to
deV'our Our (all-you-can-eat) BBQ,
~ as in a sacral communion ~
oh,cmon...it ain'so sadBad.........ain't any damn
thing
as bad as it seems..........when daddyo gets
dead,
tha's justhe way it Goes for every Dada every MaMa.
( just convince me one more time...pleas )
Them dead was dead before any dead one knew
what
hit
who (or why)
so, pleas, leave us not deceive (! nor believe!) OurSelfs
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