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The New King


 Simple slacks, nymphomaniacs bent over against the wall

   Training tracks, trapped out shacks three pirouettes then fall

     Switching blues not of the clues pills not measured in balls

       Way to close the overdosed introducing the new King Fentanyl...



                               

                                       bmdavey@08/2024

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