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Song of The Sumptian
Running the Mill
for a Spill of the Swill.
Make of it what you Will,
and i'll be your Buffalo Bill ,
(honey'doll)
And so this song occurred in me brain,
it recalls of an undies skidmark stain.
Human'life bogged down in folly's domain .
(As goes la provenzia, so goes the urbane).
I say, ol'chum, have you e'er did see,
A sight so sightly as a knuckle'head tree?
Or perhaps standing at the precipice be,
Waggin' me dickie-bird for one last pee.
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