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pickle dick, you're too flat to call a bitch Drinkin' down the malto-meal, word is you're the shitheel You're 40 and you never feel, whether time will
nose bled all the way to Pittsburgh Senator Shitheel Is a captial case He took a baseball bat To the capitols knees & the moon went down
with all their sons I cursed their god and denied all their precious kingdoms come I wallowed with the shitheels and the heathens I got the girls so
opinion. Oh, I'm literally a god." Says the narcissist shitheel who is lacking in worthwhile qualities. They think the world revolves around them when in
like a big shitheel today? I hate to lose to a man like you After she said that you were no good to me I hate to lose to a man like you After she said
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