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An unlikely favorite...
This poem seems to be enjoyed by almost everyone who reads or hears it. Why? Its curious and amusing character I assume.
When the flies come around,
Swat them, splat them, smash them;
Drive your foot into the ground.
Spit and watch them swim... in your phlegm.
When the flies come around,
Swat them, splat them, smash them;
Drive your foot into the ground.
Spit and watch them swim... in your phlegm.
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