Wayne went
watch out for ol cousin Wayne,
he's flashing through the ether, (he's daid)
the specialist back door man,
butt sore n sure to greet ya.
When tree's do dance,
no sweet romance,
upon the withered bough,
and love is sweet,
dumb humans meet,
but trees don't get the chance.
Watch out for the elephant,
that cousin Wayne is riding,
my memesis with prostate pain,
The skunk went into hiding:)
He aint too law abiding..
death toook him a riding :(
Me mate poor ol Cousin Wayne,
Dpn Johnson
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