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King Tutt’s Terrible, Terrible Bell
Contributed by
vitamin_joe
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Friday, 22nd July 2011 @ 05:46:05 PM in AEST
Topic:
surreal
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You terrible, terrible toenail You have always sat on the end of my foot You terrible, terrible toenail Why cant you go and visit King Tutt?
Of my ear, you are here, King Tutt! I will sell you my butt And you my knee, you are free Free to bend, and end
My bell, this is paradise Vibrating like fries in the chip-pan of the King You know what kind of potato he eats Its the potato of the mutant thing
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Re: King Tutt’s Terrible, Terrible Bell
(User Rating: 1 ) by UNORTHODOX on
Saturday, 23rd July 2011 @ 02:09:42 AM AEST (User
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I enjoy your flow, it's not too common and truly amusing, I look forward to reading more of your work, maybe some of your eccentricity will rub of on me, clever and delightful passage.
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Re: King Tutt’s Terrible, Terrible Bell
(User Rating: 1 ) by deusdeira on
Monday, 25th July 2011 @ 03:28:16 PM AEST (User
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have you been taking some "special" vitamins? :p
lol nice poem. |
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