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There is a man without a name He bathes in Irish cream Then summersaults through the mud And screams out loud he's clean He slurps his food and chews his drinks And dances in his sleep He walks around with two hats on Backwards on his feet He's never used computers 'cuz he can't type with his toes The only way he hears music Is with headphones on his nose He's only met a zebra that was brown And had no stripes He'll wash its hair and give it care Because it is his wife He feeds his car some breakfast And drives his dog to work He packs a lunch that's just a note And all it says is "jerk"
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Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 8:18 PM UTC
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There is a man without a name He bathes in Irish cream Then summersaults through the mud And screams out loud he's clean He slurps his food and chews his drinks And dances in his sleep He walks around with two hats on Backwards on his feet He's never used computers 'cuz he can't type with his toes The only way he hears music Is with headphones on his nose He's only met a zebra that was brown And had no stripes He'll wash its hair and give it care Because it is his wife He feeds his car some breakfast And drives his dog to work He packs a lunch that's just a note And all it says is "jerk"
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Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 8:18 PM UTC
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