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It’s Hoth Cold Out, Johnny! Your Taun Taun Will Freeze.
Contributed by
savingmarion
on
Saturday, 25th December 2004 @ 08:05:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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V1
Stained glass windows break my fall
Here I am now catch me 1-2-3…
Sweet sedatives scorch my sleep
While defecating scabs are worn with pride
Chorus
Rectified gauze raises the applause from the mangled crowd
V2
Broken fingernails are blind
Swollen, hollow lips are all worn out
Thread-barren quotients sing of death
Giardiasis is welcomed here
V3
In the naked dawn I am
The pawn on this chessboard of land mines
And my fury yells while I
Hear the bells and all amnesia will ensue
Copyright ©
savingmarion
... [
2004-12-25 20:05:21] (Date/Time posted on
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