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I call the style "schmoetry"
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He said he liked her flebbins.
Her bum and mottle, too.
She replied, “I’ve been wise-guyed
By better schlems than you!”

“I thought you were more couth than that;
To flambenate my charms!
That you’d rather sniff my whiffle
Than to schniffle in my arms!”

“Nertzen, gal! Ya got me wrong!”
He flumed with great redig.
“It never did occur to me
That you might be a pig.”

“I simply schmirl when I see a girl
With such a lovely shape.
And I just can’t help but mergensate
About your vergen-tape.”

“I only wish to rude-frag
Your lovely set of bones,
And then sashay, about my way,
With dried-up, flat cujones!”

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AnonymousAnonymousover 6 years ago
is dis were you is go'in?

D9 Cdim A F#7

I want the frim fram sauce with the aus - en fay

D9 Dm6 A

With cha - fa - fa on the side.

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