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Back In the Day

We burned a bunch of matches My buddy Dane and me Then we burned an outhouse up The smell was way ugly! Next we burned a little shed. Was not me, we fibbed notoriously together. Then we burned my sister’s clothes Because she had worn my favorite sweater My grandpa spanked us both hard as he could. This is the days when neighbors would Get together and give all the kids a licking. He also gave us both a kicking.

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