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You gloat you're God's Given Gift we can't grasp When your mind's a pea as big as your cock Harvest a hue just as blue as your past To get your fictional groupies to flock Pretending your too-common wings have bled You spread your cancer-weed tail instead Tell me, will that cocky strut of yours last When they pluck out the feathers from your ass?
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