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Jan 2016
Sand
It gets everywhere
Up your nose in your hair
All the little cracks you have
Naughty grains of sand won't stop
Creeping in those tight spots
Rubbing until your skin goes pop
Orrible grains of sand

But then again they came from the beach
Where high days and holidays reach
And ice creams were scoffed all day
As we played in the sand so gay

So I guess grains of sand
I'll cut you some slack
Even though your up my *** crack
Coz the day was so good
Thanks to you
Little grains of sand **** you
Sin
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