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At the top of the mountain Reins Billy Goat Ram Who grew in two sets of horns When he was only a lamb By Dawn every shadow flies off in retreat With the stomp of his hoof And a cry of his bleat By Dusk returns the crows Cawing their doubts and reprimands A mere buzz in the ears of Billy Goat Ram For success is the only thing he understands!
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Nov 21, 2025
Nov 21, 2025 at 11:58 PM UTC
Billy Goat Ram
At the top of the mountain Reins Billy Goat Ram Who grew in two sets of horns When he was only a lamb By Dawn every shadow flies off in retreat With the stomp of his hoof And a cry of his bleat By Dusk returns the crows Cawing their doubts and reprimands A mere buzz in the ears of Billy Goat Ram For success is the only thing he understands!
im officially going to college wow
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MyHouse
Nov 21, 2025
Nov 21, 2025 at 11:58 PM UTC
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