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Run Forest! Run... (Limerick) by Bachus

While huffing gas one day at the pumpe. I dreamt that I met Forest Gumpe. He offered me candy For a left handed shandy 'stead I bent him nude 'ver a stumpe When I finished him up I was proude But having not noticed the crowde, and with no hand towel I loosened my bowel With a prolonged inaudible growle.

INTRANSIT 1-Feb-03/5:42 PM
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