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sn#103185 filedate 1974-05-20 generic text, type T, neo UTF8
πx↓ISN'T IT A DRAG THAT THERE IS NOT ANY MORE FUN. I SAID IT THAT IS A SURE THYOU SEE ME COMING TO YOUR HOUSE TO SING I WON'T STOP NOW 'CAUSE I'VE ONCE BTO SIT IN THIS CHAIR TO FINGER THESE TONES OF MUSIK I HEAR THEM SNEAKING AREATING MY HAMMERS THEY'RE CHASING MY TAIL NOTHING TO FEAR I CAN LOSE HIM UPIN THIS PHONE BOOTH PLINCK CHANGE DING PHONE WHO CAN IT BE? HIS TELE VISON MY EYES IN THE MOON THE YOUNG GRIL SPOONED AS I GREW A BASSON TO TOUCH HURTPINK DUST THAT YOU KNEW WAS THE LAST THING THAT YOU WANTED TO SEE. STOP SLAIS IT DONE? I WAS STUNG? HENS LAY EGGS. DO I HAVE TO EAT THEM? I SEE HOW ITWHAT FUN. SAID SHE SLIPING LOWπxER AND LESS. SHOW IT COVER OF THIS, MY INCECTHAS BUGS. HIS LOGS HAVE NO MEENING TO ONE WHO KNOWS. IS THAT WHAT IT WAS YOTHICK BLUE FOAMS POPING OUT OF ARE CLOTHES. MY LAST WILL BE A TEST A MENTORFOR ALL OF THOSE WHO ARE THEY! NO TIME.THIS TIME LAST TIME THE FUN THIS IS NOW IS THE TIME FOR ALL GOOD MEN TO COME TO THE AID OF THEIR COUNTRY, TODAYLITTLE DIDDLES IN MY DRAWING. I THINK I WILL GO HOME NOW TO THE HOUSE IN THPARKING LOT JITTERS I GOT BAD. TOOTH PASTE FOR LUNCH I LEFT ON A BUS IN THESTREETS BEHIND CORNERS OF STEW FITS GOOD I WEAR IT UP DOWN IN OUT HOW CUTE WHAT HAS THIS TO DO WITH BIKES IN THE RAIN SKIDS OVER MY TOES INK_↓ IS LEAKIN