Yellow Boomer!

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He was called the Yellow Boomer,
Because he knew how to fight.
He was the meanest yellow man,
You could meet out in the night!

That Yellow Boomer loved to catch,
Some girl with her panties down.
He'd whip that boyfriend that she had,
And then really go to town!

The Yellow Boomer's luck ran out,
On a fateful Friday night.
He made his move on a girl,
But her man could really fight!

Old Boomer threw a punch and then,
He tried to grab him tight.
That little man just turned him out,
Boomer was a ghastly sight!

He's not called Yellow Boomer now,
That lesson he learned REAL well!
Not to mess with anyone that,
Could send him straight to Hell!!

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