The Duke of hazards- puke n' laughter, amused in rafters
Subdued the dude inside n' let loose this bastard...
Clueless as usage refuses the lewd be captured... I lose it!
Percs n' happy juice unscrewed this hue, contrasted...
Fear n' loathing, ratchet holding n' hatchet toting...
Dispatching the hatching tadpoles floating in my bath, at last the dragon approaches...
Made of magic. No way a hatchet could slay this faggot! I'm hoping
This next zanny bag comes with a fanny pack of flame throwers, swords n' opiates...
Fuck! I can't swing in the open on this ocean of flames... I hope I hit!!
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Ahem.
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