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Once Upon Tortoise and Snail
Tortoise. I will not only give legs to my coiling words I will give them the hitting blow of your weakness You black pot of sluggish disgrace and shame The day is coming, coming soon when your Stupidity shall be made known to the public You primitive snail of shame and infirmity! You have dearly poked your rotten fingers into The bitterness of my spirit man And I will never allow you dance freely until I put fire under your anus to burn Look, you have no legs yet you carry a heavy home On your back moving. From one place to the other proudly Oh! Hmmmmmm, what a curse upon you, When shall you get your freedom proud snail? SNAIL Oh foolish tortoise , talk slowly and learn Your drum is sounding too loud to my ears, gbo! I understand your words even the one yet in your mouth When I shall raise my voice, your throat shall be my chorus You listen! Come out from bubbles to life friend A black kettle calling pot black Not in the same world were they made? First remove that which is your eyes before me Least thou fall and gnash your teeth. We are of the same kind, from the same world Let runners of accusing songs put legs in their words
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