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Pappy the Khaki sweatband
goat potbellied barnyard
That only he noticed, the old was smart
The old gold cloth

Dancin' to the 'n saw
He ran down behind the
'N' on his wooden fishhead
The mouth worked 'n'
All the back to the bungalow

was flatten 'n' lard
With her red rollin' pin
When the fishhead the window
Rubber eye erect 'n' detailed
Airholes from which breath come
Is now closely fit with the of the old fart inside

An assortment of took place
licked her lips like a cat
Pecked the ground a rooster
Pivoted like a

Her stockings caught dust 'n' doughballs
She cracked her mouth glaze, one eyelash
her hands on her gorgeous gingham
Her hands grasped sticky metal intricate
Open to the room, uh, smell mixed with bologna

Rubber bands crumpled wax paper
Fat legs 'n' special jellies
Ignited by the of the room
The old fart smelled this through his important breather

Cleverly he dialed within from the outside we observed
That the of the wooden mask
Where the holes had just a moment ago

Was now smooth amazingly camouflaged in
With the very rainbow trout replica
The old fart inside was now breathin'
From his perfume bottle air bulb invention

His excited eyes from within the interior glazed
Watered in appreciation of his thoughtful
Uh man, so heavy