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Piss On the Cistern, Hide Ash In the Urn

Suzy Baker was genuine white trash Scorning fiercely, her teeth ready to flash. Fending her homemade trailer park jungle Dodging her dark and imminent funeral! Lucy Walker was a pretty lady Smiling friendly her lips always ready, Living quiet in lovely suburbia Meeting non-whites with xenophobia. Why did the potter create them this way? Was it because there were two types of clay? One forged as a Cistern the next as an Urn And exactly whom should this mess concern?

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