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Alone on the prairie and down on his luck, There was an hombre named Shitbrick Assfuck. He rode on a horse with a second hand saddle, When he got off and walked he looked like he had been paddled. His horse had fleas and looked kinda gimp, His horseshoes didn't fit right so that poor horse limped He was flatulent from colic and had a bad overbite He farted so bad he'd buck his rider from the fright Shitbrick Assfuck would land on his feet Chase down his horse and get back in his seat There really weren't much 'ol Assfuck couldn't do So he'd ride off on that horse he'd named "Glue" Shitbrick Assfuck, you're all of us here We all live through you our virtual peer Shitbrick Assfuck thanks for your time Without your humble presence I'd have nothing to rhyme- Without your humble presence there'd be nothing to rhyme. https://i.imgur.com/QKTkerO.mp4 |
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