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Urgent I need the Bog!
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my guts are feeling terrible
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Jim flushed his rotten guts
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down, stood up, but then
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an angel of the lord
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Said, Reece I want you
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to stop worrying those sheep
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As they are for lunch
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But Jim pined for them
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and protected them from Reece
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Fat boy Kim nuked the
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local toilet block creating a
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lot of speculation about wormholes
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but then one opened up:o
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and chow mein was invented
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