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A gurgle low, a rising tide, No strength to run, no place to hide. A foamy splash, a liquid dart— Bubbles in my farts.
A burst so wet, a hiss, a spray, Regret now stains my whole damn day. A stinky curse, a rancid spark— Bubbles in my farts.
A lesson learned, but much too late, No greasy feasts upon my plate. Yet still I fear the worst will start— Bubbles in my farts.
Give This Blunt (̅_̅_̅(̲̲̲̲̲̅̅̅̅̅̅(̅_̅_̲̅_̅_̅_̲̅_̅_̅() ڪےTo Everyone You Care About,
See If You Can Get 420 Before Christmas!!!
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