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I’m liable to make you start to sob with a violent Plop
I disgust you, I’ll hop upon your scrawny bod and punch a fag in his tiny knob
Like Fight Club, shit, I was taught by Mariah
To start a fire with a lighter behind my butt when I fart
Call the fire department
You may not hear it, silent and all, but don’t be alarmed
When you smell the fart, somethin’ didn’t sit right in my stomach at all
A farter, for starters, who’s cock could be harder?
After I wipe my ass across your face, you’re fuckin’ retarded
But tonight, I’m takin’ a shit
I’m feelin’ a slight tightness, and might just hop on a toilet
And poop out a heap of reddish-brown shit
How’s it taste to eat bloody crap? Things couldn’t be worse inside Auschwitz
You panic a lot, like cannons, my panties, off they will pop
Frantic, you’re trapped in the closet
Gassy attack and you’re claustrophobic
Yeah, faggot, it don’t matter the amount of maneuvers and movements
You’re stuck right under me, my ass has no room for improvement

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