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Saturday, January 11, 2025

NIGHT OF THE NEIGHBORS

My neighbors drank some bad whisky, they made in a lead barrel,
It affected their small minds, now they have all gone quite feral,
They're eating each others fleas,
And swinging in the big trees,
I've hidden both my pets, so they won't be in dinner peril. 

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