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There was an old man on my street, Who resembled a pig made for meat; He cussed and he drank He fought and he stank, 'till a car squished him into concrete!
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Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 11:39 AM UTC
Mr. Limerick
There was an old man on my street, Who resembled a pig made for meat; He cussed and he drank He fought and he stank, 'till a car squished him into concrete!
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Nov 30, 2016
Nov 30, 2016 at 11:39 AM UTC
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