Oh let us now sing praises
Oh let us now sing praises
of the only truth available
24/7 within this area
code at three A.M.
- I curse my manhood
and stroke my mother's
coffee when we were
room mates in that one bedroom
apartment with 5 people and
a dog - The eviction was
sweet as the new place
had a woman downstairs
who needed a cup of milk
on borrowed inquest, (yummy).
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