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Greaser The Geeser.

Temperature thirty degrees.
Hay fever makes my red nose sneeze.
Wearing shorts with pink polka dots.
Say to my lover love you lots.
Got my hair greased back with coconut oil.
My lover says i look like a fucking gargoyle.
I sarcastically say thanks a lot.
She honestly says i fucking kid you not.
I start to play a dirge on my vocal chords.
And remember pens are mightier than swords.
Temperature thirty degrees.
And with my hurtful lover i enjoy a bit of the birds and the bees.

 

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