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The harpy was the tops
Whose hair contained some red Thin white skeleton Just too good in bed. He mother from the circus Put her on Junior Show Time Her father was much worse Can`t put why in this line And in the little village She was without malice She left the moors behind her And the beige heather Packed her placky* bag With blocks of brown cannabis. She took a lousy Wednesday Turned it into cold Spring She got taller by the minute She could sell you anything And the morning after I was quite astonished She gripped me like a hawk Her talons were quite famished Ascend harpy Sing harpy Descend harpy Give me harpy
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