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Doe Buck Gazelle
Don't know why; years thrown aside.
Flown puck top shelf.
This is my, so long; goodbye.
Tow truck will help.
No need to pry. I'll summarize:
No luck oh well.
Thought you were sly. Promiscuous prize:
Doe buck gazelle.
Your selfish lies. Inevitable demise.
Woe struck ourselves.
Stripped of your guise. Quite the surprise.
Mole duck and bells.
Doused in lye. Can't clean inside.
Crows pluck themselves
Possessions lie, on the street side.
Gold struck by elves.
With gleeming pride, through doors you stride.
Troll stuck in well.
Away you drive. Allow me to transcribe:
Go fuck yourself.
