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queenies gone, she's gone for today I wont see her tomorrow to today the lamp bulb needs changing, but I'm too small I'd share my tooth salt water with her, till I'm eighty four when she came back, I was cello-taped to the floor I couldn't tell you how, I was just that bored the people here hurt my head, and eat all my dreams an appetite so big, I had to double up on greens
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Nov 22, 2019
Nov 22, 2019 at 6:41 PM UTC
queenies gone
queenies gone, she's gone for today I wont see her tomorrow to today the lamp bulb needs changing, but I'm too small I'd share my tooth salt water with her, till I'm eighty four when she came back, I was cello-taped to the floor I couldn't tell you how, I was just that bored the people here hurt my head, and eat all my dreams an appetite so big, I had to double up on greens
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Nov 22, 2019
Nov 22, 2019 at 6:41 PM UTC
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