The french fry was assaulted
at least it could be seen
Pure evil is cuddly
And it's coming for you children's souls
Every
Every time I see a dog I wish I had
Stare at the walls when there's nobody here
Pull down
It's all been said before and I am tired of
Woke up this morning in a puddle of drool
I didn't
You like to have things to keep on your shelf
Some
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