he nubbins and nubbins and
ties the day down but the
peponies don mak it gud
sad cliff dweller
jumpin out a windows
cant get a sane partyner
y y y
ebby botty got no face
fur der porswiffer
plastic milk carton
thut is de tikit
or choin the ahmy
und go to de big lighted square
und look chust like carl miller
hoo libbed huppily forebber
snackin on thut gggggooooddd cat food
chickin sliced, he chortled
un huppy all day
like carl miller

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