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America, Land of My Dreams
The other day my young brother was giving me beans, He begged me non-stop to use my cool Levis jeans. So off my jeans and he goes to Amsterdam on a break, To indulge in a load of joint and the odd space cake. Six months later, America here I come, Saved my money, going to have loads of fun. New York, New York, more than it seems, The city I longed to see, been there only in my dreams. We land I head off to pick up by bag, And guess what, a little fluffy dog comes to me and its tail begins to wag. So I put down my sack, And give the dog a pat on the back. And guess what did I see, Two seven-foot custom brick houses walking to wards me. They lead me to a room and told me to take a perch, They said it would be just a routine search. In my cool Levis jeans was found a small silver ball, With enough joint to get high on, I started to bawl. They searched in places that caused excruciating pain, Put a red stamp in my passport and marched me back on the plane. So I thought I would share with you my trip to my dreamland, The place I did not see because I have been banned. But I did get some from America you see I walked like a cowboy for three weeks after they searched me. (It's in the Jeans Contest)
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