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Offend me and I'll rend thee jack straw. Limb from limb. Grim Reaper is prim and proper compared to me The head lopper: you're scared to be near a Hip-hopper operating so carelessly Fearlessly dissecting a section gives me an erection Expand my selection, Collection of glands for twisted romance I'm sick like Gilles de Rays, a disgrace to France My Frog analog: He's kinda odd... Flipping young kids like Pogs But west of the channel, I confess that I handle Parts of jack straw. the endocrine system To get me all loopy jack straw. and spend my own jism Like fission I get hot with a plot or a mission But far from impossible, so fuck Tom Cruise More bad news: I'm irresponsible and sexually freaky Like Siegfried and Roy, but not so sneaky: I repeat my joy at every opportunity to unleash my lunacy With impunity, and then I'm soon to be Inheriting more glands; maybe it's your glands I don't
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