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Yo yo yo
Wu-Tang Clan can munch my banana
For lunch, gobble it up on widescreen or panorama
Or relax, make it I-Max, while yuse all lean backs
As they blow my jumbo jet sized member
Leaving chemtrail tracks high up in the night sky above
Constellations covered with my love
Hey, over there, isn't that Uranus?
Welcome to the Planet Arium
word
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Approach the mirrored reflection saying his name three times : "Butcher .... Butcher .... Butcher ....."
and wait to see if this Bogeyman urban legend manifests in the background, looming over shoulder
While your neighbors were busy killing off everyone in the neighborhood
with your own butcher knife in hand concealed behind your back
you stood for
ever before the window saying
nothing
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