My 1812 Overture
This is MY 1812 Overture, count em 1812 lims
Stop me when you've had enough, I'm filled to the brim
Didn't plan this stuff
Flows out my butt
Tried plugging it, blasted out clear up to my chin
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2018
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