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Jun 2015
Ain't no Planet X, ain't no New-beer-ru
Keep your heads stuck in the sand, and you ain't got a single clue
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Oh look oh look oh look! What's that up in the sky?
And it's red with wings! Does it mean we all will die?
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Berry sure does know! That's why he is underground
His buddy Pootnick too, they know what's now inbound
Written by
Elihu Barachel
324
   NV
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