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Spelunker

Adventures in the underground did that grow up or down Light on my head starring into the dark what a funny word to be called as I imbark Could it be because I tread water and guano up to my knees or the sound I would make if I took a wrong step aiiee Like an aztec two steps which way do I go looking across the vast pothole As I am pitching and squeezing back to the top I am know speleologist but has any one seen the cave cop I can see the light of day from this cavern maybe next time let's just talk about it at the tavern For I am filthy and dirty but not the word maybe only to a caver if you have not heard

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