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Well there's a Mr. Reilly who swearsthat in Baton Rouge Louisiana,they don't care about, his philosophyhe swears that any time in Baton Rougeeverything is the samewell we stared into the cup,but we could not see the bottomhe was drinking muddy wateras a river deepa cup a day to curb visibilityall those nasty notions go away Well had you heard the newsabout Joan our ex-newspaper girl?they found her swinging from a treeand i knowjust a week ago, she was beautifulbut now now now shes rather vilethey found her by the frozen lake,but it wasn't frozen enough to skateand by the look on her face, it must've been awful temptingthey found her in her skatesshe was the coldest cadaver in the stateand look at the lake not even the ducks are resting on it



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