On the death of a fella he knows,
The minister said "Yeah, it blows,
But praised be his father
And praised be his son
And praised be the hole he goes."
Screw rhyme.
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I yearn to awe many a chick/But my normal means fail(a small dick)/Despite my scant manhood/I write well and plan good/So here's Lemon Roll, not Lime Rick.
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