Five

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                  …I knowz there be
                    Otherz with know
                            uv the
                       Appalachians 
                  Yet i swearz by it by 
                           Thunder
                            I know
                           their fair

                   In mine own dukes
                     clinching ever so
                        damn gently
                  With each their digits
                        i helped her
                             rode
 
                    She wuz proud uv
                              She
                         hern naked
                         pretty soul…
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