Where It's At
People always ask me where it's at
I don't know why.
I tell them I don't know
But someone else is bound to.
"Whom?" They ask
With desperation in their eyes.
"Look for the tiger in the field
Running circles around a fairy
With three dicks.
He should be able to tell you."
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