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ÀÄÙ ÀÄÙ ÀÄÙ ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ ÀÄÙÀÄÙ ÀÄÙ
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By Mother 69
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This file would just happen to be an assorted collection of poetry and
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other pieces of shit that some I wrote, and the rest others wrote. You can
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rest easily knowing that I will only take credit for my own works and noone
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else's. But the shit that is someone else's that is here is only here
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because I thought that you would enjoy it :).
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Queen Berets
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FALLING FARIES FROM THE SKY
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I BROKE A NAIL, I COULD CRY
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I DON'T LIKE HOW MY TUSH SWAYS
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WE ARE THE FAGS OF THE QUEEN BERETS
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BILL CLINTON'S WORDS UPON MY EARS
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YOU GUYS HAVE RIGHTS TO BE GLAD YOU'RE QUEERS
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I ONCE WAS SCARED NOW I'M O.K.
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CAUSE I'M A FAG IN THE QUEEN BERETS
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PUT SILVER EAR CLIPS ON MY NUTS
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I LOVE THE PAIN, NOW SPANK MY BUTT
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THE WAY YOU WALK IS AWFLLY CUTE
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I SURE WOULD LIKE TO PACK YOUR CHUTE
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THIS ARMY STUFF IS PRETTY SLICK
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FREE MEALS AND CLOTHES AND LOTS OF DICKS
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WHEN I RETIRE I STILL GET PAID
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I THANK YOU BILL FROM THE QUEEN BERETS
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[Dunno who wrote it, but it came into my possesion, nice eh?]
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SUICIDE
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MY BLOOD IS DRIPPING RUBY RED,
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MAN, PRETTY SOON I'LL BE DEAD,
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FILL THE TUB WITH SUCH HOT WATER,
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MAYBE NOW SHE'LL KNOW I LOVE HER,
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I AM GETTING VERY SICKLY,
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NOW WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?
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SUICIDE'S NOT THE WAY TO GO,
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DO I WANT TO DIE? HELL NO.
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BUT NOW IT'S TOO LATE FOR ME,
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WHY DID IT TAKE SO LONG TO SEE,
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THAT NOW ALL SHE'LL DO NOW IS CRY,
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I'M SCARED, I DON'T WANT TO DIE,
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THE ROOM IS SPINNING ROUND AND ROUND,
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I'M GONNA DIE WITHOUT A SOUND.
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-=* Mother 69 *=-
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[Ok.. ok.. so I have an emotional side to myself, so fucking shoot me. :) ]
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DIE
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Your eyes are like twin pools,
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like twin pools of piss.
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You are such a fool,
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you I will not miss.
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Your lips are like velvet,
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they're tattered and torn.
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I don't want to kiss it,
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you should'nt've been born.
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Your humor makes me laugh,
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and the rest of you too.
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It's that of riff-raff,
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HEY! That's you!
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-=* Mother 69 *=-
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FIRST PERIOD ALGEBRA II
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OH TEACHER, YOU WONDER WHY I DON'T MAKE A PEEP,
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WELL THAT'S BASICALLY BECAUSE I'M FAST ASLEEP.
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YOUIR CLASS, TO ME, IS SUCH A DAMN BORE,
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I HOPE I DON'T WAKE MY BUDDIES IF I BEGIN TO SNORE.
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YOU GO ON AND ON ABOUT THE SLOPE OF A LINE,
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YOUR VOICE IS BEGINNING TO NUMB MY MIND.
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LOOK AT THE CHALKBOARDS, THEY'RE FULL OF DUST,
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IF I WERE THE TIN MAN, I WOULD'VE BEGUN TO RUST.
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WEHN YOU WALK AROUND YOU JIGGLE YOUR BUTT,
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AND WHEN YOU TURN PROFILE, LOOK AT THAT GUT!
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FIRST ROW, THIRD SEAT, THAT'S ME, I'M DROOLING,
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IF SONEONE SAYS THEY'RE ENTHRALLED, THEY'VE GOT TO BE FOOLING.
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-=* Mother 69 *=-
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Well, that's about all there is folks, until next time, make mine yours.
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-=* Mother 69 *=-
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