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If you want? (Lyric) by FreeFormFixation
Annie once dragged
both her folks to her class.
Her mother: a slacker,
Her daddy: an ass.
And the latter was a dame,
all damn classy and sass.
Her brother: a broker,
Her daddy: an ass.
And the former stood up tall,
his bitch-nips a'cuttin glass.
His mother: a teacher,
His daddy: an ass.
Then the students stood like vultures
on a rotting carcass.
First their mother, never sweeter.
Then their daddy, taste like ass.
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