Hey Tony
This is your desk chair
Get up man I can't breathe
Also watch those chilies
That was a bad fart
You ripped off earlier
I'll be smelling that one
For a month at least
Hey Tony
This is your computer
Nice love poem you typed up
Is it for me
I know you computer boys
Like computers with big gigs
Hey Tony
This is your stove
Somethings burning in here
Dude I'm throwing up smoke here
Get in here and turn me off
Before the house burns down
Hey Tony
This is your bed
Dude I swear if you talk in your sleep
I will choke you with the covers
Or smother you with a pillow
Your keeping me up at night
Sunflowers
Sunflowers in the field Standing tall Standing still Like guards keeping watch Over the farm And it's flock
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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