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Stillorgan High
Down here it’s StillorGanja Stand still deliver Life or ganja Never gunjam, never gun blam coz never gun have nor handle Cutting organza to mask the plant gas Leia Organa gold bikini sunhit glint ass Spin my whip fast Like a dirigible gunship gatling and blast.
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Is Yours Working?
I’m going to give him a shout, Pet Don’t know if my trips are working yet Lean in, little wobbly, ask for a lighter You hand it over, I light the igniter Smoke turned into a hot dog bun full of spiders How long did you say the trip would last, Pet?
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Rustic Staycation
Disgraced myself publicly The publican disgusted with me My family, as if I’d died, in grief Would be, if I’d told them, I’d keep This particular misadventure close to my cheek For my dishonour I receive immediate rustication Telling friends and family it’s a long vacation Reflection about my vocation Can’t get you from the…
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Misspelling
Not one jot of Christian blood You’re a crip zoroastrian, I’m a Christian blood Carve Z for Zorro but most read S for Sorrows Our lady of the sorrows, I need to borrow a miracle sorry.
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