One entire of a Gram of a Quarter and a Half Meat on the Entree Tray
Sauced from Vegetables I don't need any Veggies at the Quickie 7-11 an official
Not the Outfield type what isn't so shy get an Undie & Outie outta stretch
Bewar(e) I sense these Admires Hippie Chicks me off to a Wonderful Twilight
No wonder Oven Mitts on French Fries are Fire wrong type
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A Body Bag to protect their Heads & the Headed of your Tags on Comforters
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Don't hurt no Bow required the Cushion on rare Blood no Red no woosing out
That means on Fire Arrows I night attack with my Fellow Statue Jedi's
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Now I need an oddly Stash fusion in the Pihranna Fish Tank peeing in slowing
Eden Linoleum what Stamina demanding enter Fumbling like a Busted Lip
An old peeling Leather Wallet just because Hoodlings mumble under their Lips
7-11 healing stranded Strangers the Good type I got a fund raiser
Like Anikan Skywalker racing Boonta Eve Winter gave a Warning shot
Enveloped in my Back my Pie have an Evil Hunger quencher just remember
Everyone else has got the same Family Gifts presented by the End of 11
& 7-11 all I need is a Tie Fighter Pilot Job like in Space place I'm living
Situated when the Christ of my Pal Jesus Candles lit Heaven scented
Malware like a Wedding Education 7-11 this a Cold & Minted plated
Want a Corn Flake by the Husk with a Parade on a Scale of Mexico Holiday
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I keep a clean Mop & you clean M & my Boots shine have a Polish yes sir I'm amazed
Hit-man pretend I'm too much of a Lie 7-11 sly as my Back-up Careers I then am too
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Spendings don't weep resting on the Wooden Bench & I'm telling you too close to the Splinter
Get out of the Castaway Hotel with new License Plates & Old
Brochures when Grilled packs of Hoodlums are about to laugh out
Teeth with a Wimp these Cheese Sandwiches part of this
Lent & Hyde another Glimpse true Gates choose out of
Homes & finally a final late Fumble System put the Pour Faucet on us Credit & Evil Edit
The Humble under an Umbrella when Frightening Lightning
Younger than Youth a Thug but I'm a few Generations
Younger than you & that Snug at a Shack with a Fort of
Frats some smuggler ran a Track the Tred a Hike
Listen to them Finch Birds belch Blue also take a week
To wake up with a Feather the Pulse felt them where they
Eat each Corner of the Cake and Cans of Peaches & an Elf
Can that each continually have Electric continuity why Elvis
Presley & I land on an Island of Green Hits a Night with
Whit new the Rook so rude I reside previously a plan to get
Far away by now you know 7-11 won a Source & I know it would Problem
Save mini Life saving Dice with no Problem a set of 9 probably get set
Each & every Chimp of their own getting silly in a Sentence
Of weekly so the Remix was Hit shortly adorn like your Mixing
Fish Gils & the Skunk Lad air filling them Dice them Land Mines
I can't stand very long I'm 7-11 & very tall even the left footing
Probably left winged Party now you two getting a long Dose and total
Of Hemp to climb will this Pelvis walk the Zone I know him refined
& in denial I tramp on the Dumpster Splash I have to admit it you are the
Most Beautiful Dumpster Trash
On the Space between your Folder in between your Sneakers
I'm getting weened between the Bleachers only for the Intercom Speakers
Strep-throat Step-brothers instantly need a sourcraut Box of Weenies
Set & the trespassing Sign said Void I don't avoid the Teflon or your
Smallest Toupee 7-11 got a check box smash the Nag Champa
No matter in Wimps I trust last I'm latest and a late Plate
You'll need a fat place in these Chimps with a withheld Glimpse
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Star Wars Rouge One X-Wing Squadron I need a 7-11 I don't require
Brooms or Mini Stings that Steppenwolf got under-drawn the time Clones
Stair Case in Hemp Chimes that the Wind getting down a second time
Of Player 1 Maxim shoulders radioactive Green I'm worsening
Than the only one that can Plaque down a small amount of
A Trek Sign plan & I ain't done with the Software or the Console
Nothing can scam me like Vodka at Big Red Liquor Store
7-11 on the Fumble I don't know if a Apple Big Red
Could help you 7-11 in a fee with a Baseball UM a Granny
Smith Apple I catch a Ball for the Referee I'm a Pitcher in the Outfield
Now I don't mind if your Face, your Car, & your place smell like
A Car Wreck I think I can I think I can now at an old
Opera Play wondering what it would sound like if I composed a
Silk String Theory now I don't know what I'm about to Fumble System
Sauced from Vegetables I don't need any Veggies at the Quickie 7-11 an official
Not the Outfield type what isn't so shy get an Undie & Outie outta stretch
Bewar(e) I sense these Admires Hippie Chicks me off to a Wonderful Twilight
No wonder Oven Mitts on French Fries are Fire wrong type
In a Mirror of Time when the Gifts educate the E.D. they get
A Body Bag to protect their Heads & the Headed of your Tags on Comforters
Don't work looks like a Sushi Roll of a Hundred Hedges in row 7-11
Don't hurt no Bow required the Cushion on rare Blood no Red no woosing out
That means on Fire Arrows I night attack with my Fellow Statue Jedi's
I need a Stick of Hemp now I don't know where I placed the Bong it has a Weed Brochure
Now I need an oddly Stash fusion in the Pihranna Fish Tank peeing in slowing
Eden Linoleum what Stamina demanding enter Fumbling like a Busted Lip
An old peeling Leather Wallet just because Hoodlings mumble under their Lips
7-11 healing stranded Strangers the Good type I got a fund raiser
Like Anikan Skywalker racing Boonta Eve Winter gave a Warning shot
Enveloped in my Back my Pie have an Evil Hunger quencher just remember
Everyone else has got the same Family Gifts presented by the End of 11
& 7-11 all I need is a Tie Fighter Pilot Job like in Space place I'm living
Situated when the Christ of my Pal Jesus Candles lit Heaven scented
Malware like a Wedding Education 7-11 this a Cold & Minted plated
Want a Corn Flake by the Husk with a Parade on a Scale of Mexico Holiday
Of the Dead I travel a Grenade Ballistics to where you strand yourself to in a while
I keep a clean Mop & you clean M & my Boots shine have a Polish yes sir I'm amazed
Hit-man pretend I'm too much of a Lie 7-11 sly as my Back-up Careers I then am too
Much of a Lie for Men Hits to pretend I hold a Grudge against 8 Year Olds yelling at my
Spendings don't weep resting on the Wooden Bench & I'm telling you too close to the Splinter
Get out of the Castaway Hotel with new License Plates & Old
Brochures when Grilled packs of Hoodlums are about to laugh out
Teeth with a Wimp these Cheese Sandwiches part of this
Lent & Hyde another Glimpse true Gates choose out of
Homes & finally a final late Fumble System put the Pour Faucet on us Credit & Evil Edit
The Humble under an Umbrella when Frightening Lightning
Younger than Youth a Thug but I'm a few Generations
Younger than you & that Snug at a Shack with a Fort of
Frats some smuggler ran a Track the Tred a Hike
Listen to them Finch Birds belch Blue also take a week
To wake up with a Feather the Pulse felt them where they
Eat each Corner of the Cake and Cans of Peaches & an Elf
Can that each continually have Electric continuity why Elvis
Presley & I land on an Island of Green Hits a Night with
Whit new the Rook so rude I reside previously a plan to get
Far away by now you know 7-11 won a Source & I know it would Problem
Save mini Life saving Dice with no Problem a set of 9 probably get set
Each & every Chimp of their own getting silly in a Sentence
Of weekly so the Remix was Hit shortly adorn like your Mixing
Fish Gils & the Skunk Lad air filling them Dice them Land Mines
I can't stand very long I'm 7-11 & very tall even the left footing
Probably left winged Party now you two getting a long Dose and total
Of Hemp to climb will this Pelvis walk the Zone I know him refined
& in denial I tramp on the Dumpster Splash I have to admit it you are the
Most Beautiful Dumpster Trash
On the Space between your Folder in between your Sneakers
I'm getting weened between the Bleachers only for the Intercom Speakers
Strep-throat Step-brothers instantly need a sourcraut Box of Weenies
Set & the trespassing Sign said Void I don't avoid the Teflon or your
Smallest Toupee 7-11 got a check box smash the Nag Champa
No matter in Wimps I trust last I'm latest and a late Plate
You'll need a fat place in these Chimps with a withheld Glimpse
I sold your Sega Genesis so I could Rent my N-64 to play
Star Wars Rouge One X-Wing Squadron I need a 7-11 I don't require
Brooms or Mini Stings that Steppenwolf got under-drawn the time Clones
Stair Case in Hemp Chimes that the Wind getting down a second time
Of Player 1 Maxim shoulders radioactive Green I'm worsening
Than the only one that can Plaque down a small amount of
A Trek Sign plan & I ain't done with the Software or the Console
Nothing can scam me like Vodka at Big Red Liquor Store
7-11 on the Fumble I don't know if a Apple Big Red
Could help you 7-11 in a fee with a Baseball UM a Granny
Smith Apple I catch a Ball for the Referee I'm a Pitcher in the Outfield
Now I don't mind if your Face, your Car, & your place smell like
A Car Wreck I think I can I think I can now at an old
Opera Play wondering what it would sound like if I composed a
Silk String Theory now I don't know what I'm about to Fumble System
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