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My life is a steaming pile of dog shxt
Even though it is I still live it

I take a big chunk of shxt everyday
Then I watch people making it on television ok

The world is full of **** to do 
Everybody’s shxt thinks there’s doesn’t smell as much as your poo

A man sits on the toilet having a shxt too
And we even hide the shxt down a loo with toilet tissue

Someone’s shxt is always better than your **** because more **** happens to you

You arsing shxt bags all the lot of you.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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