If has what she needs to like suckers in her future, she will surely bite down (hey howdy) (boy golly) (history doesn't end, but boy golly-) (how much more need I add to have a complete sentence?) (Fuck it, for Imma stop) || crunch went that sucker and oh did I hear a squeal; prove me wrong - call me sally; I like many things -- pike is a dandy meal. honk-honk & hink-honk.
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HoboBilbo (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I was going for —(I'm not going to tell you, that)—.
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