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When Ozzy Osborne died
The **** store workers didn’t care
They said, go get your green ******* hippie
Get out of my hair
I said isn’t he your savior
Prince of darkness don’t they say?
He said I told you once already
Go the hell away
Rest well ozzy 🫶🏻
Lee
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Lee  19/Gender Fluid/USA
(19/Gender Fluid/USA)   
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