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[sid] => 166841
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[aid] => mick
[title] => King Tutt’s Terrible, Terrible Bell
[time] => 2011-07-22 17:46:05
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[bodytext] => You terrible, terrible toenail You have always sat on the end of my foot You terrible, terrible toenail Why can’t you go and visit King Tutt? Of my ear, you are here, King Tutt! I will sell you my butt And you my knee, you are free Free to bend, and end My bell, this is paradise Vibrating like fries in the chip-pan of the King You know what kind of potato he eats It’s the potato of the mutant thing [comments] => 2 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 74 [informant] => vitamin_joe [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => surreal )
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