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Buyer's Remorse

To pay for the tax on a public flush, Dear penny, from me you must depart, I hope that in my relief I won't be crushed, By the remorse of an empty fart.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 3/2/2017 7:55:00 PM
haha. THis is GREAT!!
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Date: 3/1/2017 11:09:00 PM
What a stinker! ;) blame it on the dog...
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