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| U-K_Ahmed | 99 M |
| Herring boxes without topses,Sandals were for Clementine. | |
| Lotsofnanes | |
| Men ain’t on here for a his dam phaggut to constantly cry | |
| U-K_Ahmed | 99 M |
| Light she was, and like a fairy,And her shoes were number nine; | |
| Lotsofnanes | |
| That’s all u trash do sit here to stalk jealous and mad | |
| Lotsofnanes | |
| Stfu you retarded desperate bich | |
| U-K_Ahmed | 99 M |
| And his daughter, Clementine. | |
| U-K_Ahmed | 99 M |
| In a cavern, In a canyon,Excavating for a mine,Dwelt a miner, forty-niner | |