HOLY FUCK I FOUND A WORMIE IN A STORE I'M IN
AND IT'S THE ONLY ONE!!!!!
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The joke became old
And it makes me feel bold
You killed the joke, and death is cold
The joke rot away, and became pure mold
Now, the grave of your joke, is what you now patrol
As the mold has already grown
I ask you a question
Make your reasoning be told
And tell me with your hands with coal
Was that, really your goal?
