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Skull On a Hog

all around Detroit we heard a vrrrooom vrrrooom It’s a skull on a hog! It spells instant doom! This was said by a naysayer who is always full of gloom. I stood by the road to wave at the vrrrooom vrrrooom It was a skull on a hog with orange streaming hair behind him He asked if I wanted a ride and I climbed on in. The grim reaper and Count Dracula were both terrified of him. I had the best ride of my life, said my cousin Grim.

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