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The Devil went down to the county morgue, he was looking for a soul to reap.
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| Where can that dead fucker be!!!??? | |
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He was in a bind, cuz he couldn't really find, that soul he wanted to eat!
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He picked up his pitch fork and cursed his fucking luck ... cuz now he'd have to go Wendy's, and spend a lousy buck!
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| I CAN SMELL YOUR TACO BREATH, DOG FACE! | |
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