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Cures

There are so many cures today There's help for whatever comes your way There's an almost cure for headaches that linger Most of the time they can reattach a severed finger There's transplants for thinning hair And so called cures for fat are everywhere Bad eyesight? Get some glasses Then there's " Beano" for natural gasses Trade an old joint for one made of plastic Sounds awful, but it's not that drastic There's even a cure for a heart shot by Cupid So, tell me please, why there's no cure for STUPID

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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