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Bilboards, and music, just shouldn't be mixed. (Haiku) by Bachus
Canadian dikes,
and Greg Brady as Elvis?
All puddles of mud.
A chisel nosed freak.
Talking to me from some ranch?
Scott from Creed is fat.
So much for thriller!
Zombies are just what we need!
Attack! eat them all!
Never ever land?
Sir, you have just read my mind.
The pop has turned flat.
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