to be smacked
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to be smacked
where it hurts.
I can reach
the dunny roll
with megga muffins
partaking in the
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porridge cememony. The
moral of the
partaking of wine
"he who drinketh,
suffereth the consequenseth"
Later that day
I found myself
hugging the bowl
and calling" Raaaaallllf"
and Huuuueeeeeey, too
followed by "Herrrb"
Then by Ralf
and youuuuurh, but
the sixty's have
nothing compared to
the 70's, where
God is love
and VW Kombi's
don't rust. Then
there was a
new pop group
called 'Flower Power'
and they were
very flamboyant characters
who never sung
three little pigs
but they sang
Elton John's song
to the beat
"green sleeves" but,
they were always
playing it on
out of tune
whilst smoking the