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Moe, Moe, Moe, no one like him
The tale of a man named Moe
If you met him, after saying hello
Moe would always say
'Love to chat with you today
But it's a monologue, only I can talk, you know'
Don't see Moe around anymore, know why?
One day his neighbor, a psychotic guy
Said 'Moe, you always insist on a monologue
While I want to engage in a dialogue
I'm filled with rage, see this gun?' Epilogue: Moe, goodbye
