Yo what’s up I am about to
Suck
The lines that rhyme
Make me a buck
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Maudlin Malicious Mucky
Puck
This writer is out of
Luck
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Fifty nifty sniffy sniffy
The verses dance ✨The rhythm blurred
Be right there in a spiffy jiffy
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The systems flawed
The lines were crossed
The wires on which the rat did knaw
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Flippy Flappy my friend
Strain
Will flop and womble
In the rain.
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Icky bicky
My friend sin
Pass me another fuckin tin.
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I made the play
I crossed the t’s
I went and suffered
In the breeze
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Polly, Wolly, Doodle
Day
How the heck did I turn out this way?
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