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 Rate Axilla
Artist : Phish
Song : Axilla
I dropped the buzzard in the sand and trudged off
slowly toward the town,
I needed dinner and a place where I could throw
my weight around,
I detected faint axilla scent that put me off my
appetite,
But mouflon warring where I went renewed in me a
need to fight,
Then reveling in mirror mask I soon was lost in
foggy ditch,
Without a feather gray or white to tickle that
piano witch,
Fearing that I must expose my worm to holographic
haze,
My clinometer error rose and spawned in her new
mawkish ways,
I woke the witch with reverence reserved for
serpents, snails, and slugs,
I pulled the witch from out the ditch and turned
to face the furry thugs,
The sheep they smiled with teeth agleam,
The weapons in their hooves revolved I detected a
prostatic ream,
I gulped and felt my loins dissolve!!!!!!!!!
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