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read this as "ky degree"
=;
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what rhymes with bread
this shit dead
Need new batteries and a cleaner for the head
Shit sucks
I play ducks hunt
Say that shit too fast and it sounds like shunt
Which is close to cunt my favorite word
Some people eat snails
I tell tales
If the first year of the obscene space war
That didn't happen
Except in my head
Which rhymes with bread
But my shitty little rhyme has no clue
Of what to do
past here
I guess I'll dive on this spear
Wut
Horton heard a who
But it was really his guru
Telling him what to do
With the bones broken and covered in sinew
I goes off the deep end too much
To be clutch
But I haz this nice hutch for sale
You could afford it but dirt is your crutch
Just pretend I don't exist
You've never been kissed
Anyway so you won't be missed
Shit I think I'd be pissed
Wanna be remembered but don't know for what
Like King tut
Or the dude in the hut
That drew mud pics of buffalo eating his mut
It's a dangerous thing
To be the king
When the queen needs meaning
In instances like stowe's beating
Sleep it comes
On the sheets in homes
Where you find the nice memory foam
In all the pillows and other products that protect your dome
Autocorrect hates this rhyme
Makes it out of time
So I'll just cut this lime
And pretend that dude from type o isn't dead and is studying to be a mime
SATAN
Posts: 25,866 spicy boy
SATAN
Posts: 25,866 spicy boy
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:!!
read this as "ky degree"
=;
what rhymes with bread
this shit dead
Need new batteries and a cleaner for the head
Shit sucks
I play ducks hunt
Say that shit too fast and it sounds like shunt
Which is close to cunt my favorite word
Some people eat snails
I tell tales
If the first year of the obscene space war
That didn't happen
Except in my head
Which rhymes with bread
But my shitty little rhyme has no clue
Of what to do
past here
I guess I'll dive on this spear
Wut
Horton heard a who
But it was really his guru
Telling him what to do
With the bones broken and covered in sinew
I goes off the deep end too much
To be clutch
But I haz this nice hutch for sale
You could afford it but dirt is your crutch
Just pretend I don't exist
You've never been kissed
Anyway so you won't be missed
Shit I think I'd be pissed
Wanna be remembered but don't know for what
Like King tut
Or the dude in the hut
That drew mud pics of buffalo eating his mut
It's a dangerous thing
To be the king
When the queen needs meaning
In instances like stowe's beating
Sleep it comes
On the sheets in homes
Where you find the nice memory foam
In all the pillows and other products that protect your dome
Autocorrect hates this rhyme
Makes it out of time
So I'll just cut this lime
And pretend that dude from type o isn't dead and is studying to be a mime