I'll be a recluse goose, you be a fowl owl
And together we'll dread the bloody Reds.
They'll call us post-modern birds
We'll call them disillusioned turds.
And live happily ever after!
And together we'll dread the bloody Reds.
They'll call us post-modern birds
We'll call them disillusioned turds.
And live happily ever after!
Ha ha ha! What a brilliance!
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