Sam Vix
Sam
Sam McRoon came from Bollon soon,
When he heard bout Galoon de Batey,
He fell in love with her, sure did swoon,
And she loved being called just Matey,
His nose did itch like it as full of pitch,
And he though upon a cure, come lately,
Jerked up the snout, cotton bud no doubt,
The vix burnt a path to his tooth platey,
Itchy ears without a fear,
he plunged the cotton bud in,
vix lifted the wax right outa da ear,
not deef like rin tin tin,
Don Johnson
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