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Bric a Brac Trapezoidal and trapped corners blocking my mind Where shall I run to Oh sinner man Eater of the flesh of a pig Is the Beef Eater guilty if he's Jewish? The Temple Mount and the ritualistic are not far behind So sayeth the Lord You are not pure until you have been cleansed by the fire and the sword Like that will ever happen! To me... So I shall just carry on eating my ham sandwich |
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