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Today, I found a dime in the shower.

Well, it was mine for an hour.

As I tripped landmines on the Mayflower.

I admit I hate limes. They ain't sour.

They all run farther for gun powder.



When cropcutters stop and drop butter,

Cucumbers shove and rub plumbers.

Big udders push and pull your mother.



Fit fat father makes a fake scholar.

Mason Dixon ain't raisin' no Nixon.

We flip switches in your kitchen annd it's fittin'

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I sold you on the idea of Halloween

on Quaker Square, Double Dare, and listerine.

Was the first customer in the Dairy Queen.

Got the worst Huxtable to eat Krispy Kreme.



Brothers and Sisters: I've thumbnails and blisters!

Currently risked her. Save Thomas the Cat.



Male pronoun compound, let's have a round.

I explained exclaiming, hence the potty training.

Well, Mel Blanc smelled cakes.

Small pal sunk falled snakes.

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it's around the time to've found the line for black x's.

this plan surpasses the last of all the t rex's.

where's the surrounding pounds to round up the yard varks?

i'll stop+go around if your yarn barks!



well, swell, but i'd go thru hell for those smelling scents.

it makes nothing but no sense....



it's all under control,

or assuredly i'll hold you to that fact.

knowing we can't quite move when we're under attack,

i've got several flat cats to fend for that.



the shish-ka-bob's are all awash.

i'll swish a cash machine to slosh.

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