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(M. Doughty)
Is you am a dog?
Is you got a dog?
Is you am a dog?
Hold closed the jaw.
How many cans must I stack up
To wash you out of my mind,
Out of my consciousness?
How many times must I cash out
To bring you back the check, fat
Off of my slenderness?
She says "
Yeah,
But he's not in right now".
You pause.
You like her answer.
You know that but you go on.
You know but that you go on.
How many cans must I stack up
To wash you out of my mind,
Out of my consciousness?
How many times must I cash out
To bring you back the check, fat
Off of my slenderness,
Slenderness,
Slenderness,
Fire.
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