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[nocturnemission]

[If you're passing by the shady side of the mess hall today, you are likely to hear a sitar being strummed and a song being composed.]

♪In a worn down farm where the zombies roam
is Camp Fuck You Die, our prison-home.
The corn's dried out and turning orange ♫
...Ummm.

Hey, does anybody know a word that rhymes with orange?