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My hardy hand shakes.
My lucky leg drags.
My funny face hangs.
I know now what it takes,
And I've packed all my bags,
And left all my gangs
Headed for New York.
With a dollar in my pocket
I set out on a rocket
To explore the stars.
With Reverse the Zombie Dog
I sail through the fog
Created by all of the cars.
My middle mind is foggy.
My dueling disks are falling.
My protective plates are cracked.
But I still slog through the soggy
Bottom of the river to follow the calling,
Even though my body is barely intact.
My butt is still working.
And my but is still working.
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This is awesome
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