I hate you, you hate me, We're a disfunctional family. Then a shot rang out and Barney hit the floor, No more fucking dinosaur.
There once was a hobo named Bob, he likes to eat corn on the cob. He lives in a box, has holes in his socks, And likes to eat pork flavour beans. He sleeps on a bench in the park, all by himself in the dark. He sits on the ground and acts kinda strange, holds out his hand and grumbles "spare change?" Sent by Candy
The last time I dined with the King He did quite a curious thing: He sat on a stool And took out his tool, And said, "If I play, will you sing?"
Whenever a fellow named Rex, Flashed his very small organ of sex, He always got off, For the judges would scoff, De minimis non curat lex.
There was a young fellow named Meek Who invented a lingual technique, It drove women frantic And made them romantic, And wore all the hair off his cheek.
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