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Oct 2010
She aint no sweetie pie, she aint no dear.
When she puts on her face, you will begin to fear.
This woman aint no lady, She's the ***** of them all.
If you ever run into her, 911 you will call.

She will step on you, like the bug that you are.
Or she will run you over, with her filthy car.
Poison Ivy is the name, that's been given unto her.
She is very poisonous, and there aint no cure.

So watch your step, and always be kind.
Because Poisons on the prowl, and she will always find...
A way to be deadly, a way to make you fear.
So enjoy that last swallow, of that frosty ****** beer.
JT-TJ
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