A man had one eye
and thought he would die.
His pants legs were glued,
his shirt had been gooed,
his cap was too tight.
This man is not right.
May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 7:57 PM UTC
A man had one eye
and thought he would die.
His pants legs were glued,
his shirt had been gooed,
his cap was too tight.
This man is not right.
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