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And who was it?
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Old Unrefined Material Pout when they don't get their way,
Even so far to slam the doors,
Groceries from other's pay,
And calling us whores.
And who was it,
Skinny emo atheist,
Who whines and sit,
Or the polygamist?
Oh, they'll open your mail,
Set all the rules,
Stress makin' you pale,
Stupor should have some drool.
And who was it,
The vegetarian animal lover,
So just in her cause,
That you just wanna shove her,
Or a gossiper with no pause?
For all they stand for,
She sure does swear, lie, sin,
An attitude so poor,
Never think you'd pin,
Who it was.
Her lard prolific,
All along,
It was the Catholic,
In her thong.
