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| Bear him on your head, Goatse won't let you stumble, Two become tall God. | |
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| Not scared of the dark, For I have spent many long nights, Foraging for spleen. | |
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| Holier than thou, None canst be, you truly have, The gates of heaven. | |
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| Hole man role model, Superhero to tight-butts, They want to be you. | |
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| Allergic to lube, You show us how not to need, vaseline again. | |
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| You had a dream, The man who would be Ring-King, Your subjects hail you. | |
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