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Thursday, April 14, 2022

MUSTARD GAS BREATH EARNS NO CHARMS

Jim grew a stink garden between his toes,
He blew a sandstorm out of his nose,
The air was toxic beneath his arms,
With mustard gas breath he earned no charms,
An hygienic makeover is where this goes. 

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