Trading Giblets

Trading giblets……google it

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Manifestated crudelites……google it

Jammy pammy, suck their mammies

Let me rammy, the goose up your wamy

The god of fur

Plah plah…dribbles in my ear

Let the guards who hold my temple safe

Pour out their juicy filth

And lick my disgrace

Din, din, tell ‘em nothing

Why make such noise?

The whores can do it

Why show my mind, cos the pigs implore it?

Why state my case, cos the snakes adore it?

Why choose a cause?

So the hunter can slit my throat?

Kill the roachy coach

My soul gets herpefied, by the giggled numb……ha ha, ha… ha ha…two-faced, five-assed swine.

But bacon be bacon, so I’ll pearlify… the two-faced, five-assed swine. For the bacon I be raken, less I end up broke and bakin’

Why cheapen meaning with words?

Why say something

Rrrrr Rump, hump pumping

Din din, tell ‘em nothing