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I saw three dogs flying, there was a man on the end |
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Squaring a circle and studying its end |
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I saw a drunk old lady pissing in a bin |
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It was far too high, she couldn't stop |
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The man with the photograph failed to appear |
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In that kind of rain where an umbrella's no use |
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The bird lay bleeding, I couldn't break its neck |
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I get anonymous footbells from a pope I never met |
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Don't start me off |
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It's beginning, to, and back again |
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Don't start me off |
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Right now there's a man who could take advantage |
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I wouldn't like to spend an hour locked inside him |
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He always had an eye for it, we all threw a shoe |
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Nicely underlined, our table turned again |
