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Would He
He has pedophile tendacies — short eyes that look long at young girls, who ain’t nothing but babies Lusting for February-November relations that ought not be ... if nothing but for the sake of decency You see his kind from time to time, lurking at malls ... around high schools, and teenage dance halls When he’s feeling frisky, he loves to rub his little pistol publicly Wearing his cowboy hat, looking like Toy Store Woody Seeing him acting twitchy, roaming on the twerk, gives you a creepy sensation And you ask yourself, as daddy’s big girl walks ahead of you, what rock did this worm crawl from under? Noticing Woody in his closed raincoat, and his hands you can’t see ... You ask yourself again, would he? As Woody approaches too uncomfortably close to your thirteen-year-old daughter, you answer yourself: Yes, he would! Woody has deviant proclivities — short eyes that climb tall, over girl’s gym bathroom stalls Old goat, young ewe conversation is what turns him on Ew! His thoughts always lass gender towards doing that which is morally wrong Woody loves to rub his little pistol with exhibitionistic glee Having raincoat open, he gives his tiny pistol a squeeze Old ladies say to themselves, how dare he! Young women say to themselves, that guy is so nasty! Mall police tells everyone there: We caught that cowpoke perp with his hands in his pants deep Pervert amber alert: They lass-oed Toy Store Woody!
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