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A POEM
emily o couldnt grow a moustache
she never trusted the man with the moustache
but she desperatly wanted a moustache
she would eat chocolate mouse tracks for a moustache
she woud put mouse in her hair with in her hand cash and hoped for a moustache
she bought a cow boy hat, ran track in hope for a moustache
to bitches she lashed in hope for a moustache
one day she received a hair where she would grow the moustache
she threw her shoes in the air to catch in glory of her growing moustache
she got a lighter and the flask and ruined her growing moustache
she gre un attached and bought herself a fake moustache
-the end-
emily o couldnt grow a moustache
she never trusted the man with the moustache
but she desperatly wanted a moustache
she would eat chocolate mouse tracks for a moustache
she woud put mouse in her hair with in her hand cash and hoped for a moustache
she bought a cow boy hat, ran track in hope for a moustache
to bitches she lashed in hope for a moustache
one day she received a hair where she would grow the moustache
she threw her shoes in the air to catch in glory of her growing moustache
she got a lighter and the flask and ruined her growing moustache
she gre un attached and bought herself a fake moustache
-the end-