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It’s Hoth Cold Out, Johnny! Your Taun Taun Will Freeze.
Contributed by
savingmarion
on
Saturday, 25th December 2004 @ 08:05:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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V1 Stained glass windows break my fall Here I am now catch me 1-2-3
Sweet sedatives scorch my sleep While defecating scabs are worn with pride
Chorus Rectified gauze raises the applause from the mangled crowd
V2 Broken fingernails are blind Swollen, hollow lips are all worn out
Thread-barren quotients sing of death Giardiasis is welcomed here
V3 In the naked dawn I am The pawn on this chessboard of land mines
And my fury yells while I Hear the bells and all amnesia will ensue
Copyright ©
savingmarion
... [
2004-12-25 20:05:21] (Date/Time posted on
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