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Splat, splat, splat Something hits the bathroom mat. It smells like the neighbors cat, It resembles a city rat. A cloud of filth comes from the mound, this wet sock is laundry bound.
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Jul 25, 2010
Jul 25, 2010 at 9:28 AM UTC
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Splat, splat, splat Something hits the bathroom mat. It smells like the neighbors cat, It resembles a city rat. A cloud of filth comes from the mound, this wet sock is laundry bound.
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Jul 25, 2010
Jul 25, 2010 at 9:28 AM UTC
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