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Unpleasant fingers that make a noise that I'm not comfortable with, Not on my watch will you slander the name of her Boar. Under the dandruff wigs of fellow coachmen, I stand and say: Follow the path of preferred map-tracks, Disregarding the glass of subtle milk, Disregarding the shattered plastic, all, over, my, head, Believing in a higher power, is, what, I, said, Kevin, you need to leave me alone now, I hate the paperboy.
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Mar 19, 2014
Mar 19, 2014 at 2:41 AM UTC
Led Zeppelin Is Not Good
Unpleasant fingers that make a noise that I'm not comfortable with, Not on my watch will you slander the name of her Boar. Under the dandruff wigs of fellow coachmen, I stand and say: Follow the path of preferred map-tracks, Disregarding the glass of subtle milk, Disregarding the shattered plastic, all, over, my, head, Believing in a higher power, is, what, I, said, Kevin, you need to leave me alone now, I hate the paperboy.
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Mar 19, 2014
Mar 19, 2014 at 2:41 AM UTC
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