BATTLE-SCARRED AND DISEASED SIX-INCHWORM
Lord bless the Lady.
Lady bless the Lord.
Maybe we do this just cause we're bored.
Crazy how we intuit a bust when we've scored.
Not hazy why we unglue it, with rust on the cord.
Lord best the Lord.
So the Lady rests with Ladies.
It's no wonder why we're having less babies.
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