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The children say we’ve got to That we’d be crazy not to “We’ll treat you,” they said “You’re a long time dead.” Trouble is, travelling’s not so easy now What with my legs and Malcolm’s hip dysplasia But we’re off to Euthanasia this year!
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May 26, 2018
May 26, 2018 at 1:57 AM UTC
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The children say we’ve got to That we’d be crazy not to “We’ll treat you,” they said “You’re a long time dead.” Trouble is, travelling’s not so easy now What with my legs and Malcolm’s hip dysplasia But we’re off to Euthanasia this year!
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May 26, 2018
May 26, 2018 at 1:57 AM UTC
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