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"canya" poems
Hey mate didja G’day bloke wouldja Yo girlfriend canya Yeah I thinkya oughta Farkin’ inquisishin ain’t it Leavus alone won’t ya Youse gotta hide busta She'd've seenus would’ve she How’d ya be cob ‘twasn’t him inner face Iffa ask her She’d teller noway Givus a ganda bud Who’d’ve thought eh Why’d he stick ‘is nose in ‘tisn’t nar buddy’s bisness
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Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 5:40 AM UTC
Didja Wouldja Canya Oughta
The chinwag,carpetbag of nagging mobile phones with tones that make me want to puke,take a look they make me sick,pick a number any number betya someone dumber picks another,brother canya spare a dime,buy me tea I got no time to talk with you and that's what mobiles always do, take and take put on the brake before we're took,well, *** and that is texty awful **** if you're made that way, say what you think and think no more,a mobile's just another ***** I swore I wouldn't buy one,try one get one free but the ****** is, mobiles are me.
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Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 4:08 AM UTC
Who's there?
Do you like paranoia or does it annoya and canya avoid it do yu know how it feels how the deck of cards deals and whenya fall for never in the ever wherever that be will you see the doppleganganger, do you hear it echo there I can bear it, wear it on my flamin' heart, but do you see me doubling down am I the one am I the clown do you like Paranoia?
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Mar 11, 2016
Mar 11, 2016 at 4:00 PM UTC
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