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The Trumpet Rant

I wanna Play this trumpet louder than you quicker thank monkeys flinging their poo daylight, nighttime anywhere at all fucked up suck ups drop and crawl for me to blow my horn like you blow dick brass, ass, grass and shit that’s sick drunk off beer and question marks evil smirks in trailer parks cigarettes and jacking off hitting bongs until I cough choke i spoke too quick again, ass, brass, and shit that’s sick
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larry-mcdonough
American
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Mar 29, 2013
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