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Give it up Max (Free verse) by Stephen Robins
Bury your beard in your hands, And your chisel in your face, Face up to facts, Your behaviour's not ace. You've upset poor Dovina, Whose had problems enough, Without you blundering around, On her broken muff. You try to be all folksy, With your use of "cute" and "critter", But underneath your beard, It's clear you take it up the shitter.

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xxx67.172.190.2533January 23, 2007 3:11 AM PST
Edna Sweetlove85.210.201.56January 19, 2007 9:00 AM PST
Dovina208.127.72.157January 19, 2007 8:53 AM PST
Below lie old votes
Ranger86.131.63.2448January 18, 2007 8:51 AM PST



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