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Oh, the pain, the assault On my nose The bitter humiliation The gall of life's existence Devoid of meaning, Save pain The horrible squishing between My toes The cat has ****** in my boots. Again.
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Apr 5, 2012
Apr 5, 2012 at 8:11 PM UTC
These Boots WERE Made for Walking
Oh, the pain, the assault On my nose The bitter humiliation The gall of life's existence Devoid of meaning, Save pain The horrible squishing between My toes The cat has ****** in my boots. Again.
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Apr 5, 2012
Apr 5, 2012 at 8:11 PM UTC
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