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A misplaced Oxford Comma Lead to perilous trauma She drifted into an Oggsford Coma Then turned into an awful aroma The Ceremony held in 1980 Resurrected in 1 A.D In the lumbering town of Hudson's Bay Majorie chose to stay Never feeling so free She sat within a tree Enjoying all she could see The girl decided never to flee Established in 1995 This dream came Alive A tree home called heaven Would stand until 1997 Slim used to be a Jackline Skinner Lumberjack was more of a winner Quickly forgot all about Walden Pond Long before a new light dawned "The wind that blows Is all that anybody knows" Even goes for pros Or vacant minded 'hoes' Just patiently listen to those Who know where a **** goes Don't make needless foes Leave that for all the 'pros' Slim stood uttering horrible slurs At the request of a woman in expensive furs Majorie stood on bended knee Pleading for them to leave her tree As she reached the bottom of the ladder Silence was breached by a sudden clatter All the rats began to scatter Knowing exactly what was the matter The lumberjack had missed his mark Added slightly too much ark Caused the Oak to prematurely tumble And his body to instantly crumble
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May 25, 2013
May 25, 2013 at 3:08 AM UTC
Oggsford Coma
A misplaced Oxford Comma Lead to perilous trauma She drifted into an Oggsford Coma Then turned into an awful aroma The Ceremony held in 1980 Resurrected in 1 A.D In the lumbering town of Hudson's Bay Majorie chose to stay Never feeling so free She sat within a tree Enjoying all she could see The girl decided never to flee Established in 1995 This dream came Alive A tree home called heaven Would stand until 1997 Slim used to be a Jackline Skinner Lumberjack was more of a winner Quickly forgot all about Walden Pond Long before a new light dawned "The wind that blows Is all that anybody knows" Even goes for pros Or vacant minded 'hoes' Just patiently listen to those Who know where a **** goes Don't make needless foes Leave that for all the 'pros' Slim stood uttering horrible slurs At the request of a woman in expensive furs Majorie stood on bended knee Pleading for them to leave her tree As she reached the bottom of the ladder Silence was breached by a sudden clatter All the rats began to scatter Knowing exactly what was the matter The lumberjack had missed his mark Added slightly too much ark Caused the Oak to prematurely tumble And his body to instantly crumble
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May 25, 2013
May 25, 2013 at 3:08 AM UTC
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