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| Yahoo is slow tick tock yahoo is slow, through great servers, it does go, and all about the internet, nothing is there, even in a set, of real big servers, in a great big house, where no-one lives, not even a mouse, one day there will be lots of stuff, floating 'round in cyberspace, but now there's only bits of fluff, and tatty, old, frayed bits of lace. tock tick yahoo is bad, when all you have to trust is sad, old men in pompous suits, while they eat exotic fruits, we all put up with shitty crap, and pay for the shirts that're on their backs, they should be killed, or shot, at least, cos the beans been spilled, let loose the beast! When i had a cold When I had a cold my nose ran quite a bit, I snotted and snatted and snutted and snit, It ran and it ran and it snotted some more, So I snotted and snutted and snat on the floor. I snut on the walls and I snit on the mat, I snotted and snotted all over my cat, I snit in the fridge and I snat in the bath, I snut on a sheep and left snot on a calf. I snut in the garden and snat on the shed, And I snotted awake and I snotted in bed. As they're all stuck together with snot in their home, And so now and forever the tale will be told, How the world was made better when I had a cold. Fishie stew I caught a little fishy and a bigger fishy too, So I took both of my fishies, and I made a fishy stew, Then I ate my little fishies and I went off to the loo, And I shat out both my fishies in a fishy piece of poo. I like a little fishy, yes I like it quite a lot, When I eat a little fishy I shit fishy out my bot, Yes I like a little fishy fishies can be lots of fun, When I eat a little fishy I shit fishy out my bum, I so like a little fishy yes I like it quite a bit, When I eat a little fishy I shit out a fishy shit, I love to eat a little fishy it's a little bit of class, When I eat a little fishy, I shit the bastard out me arse. |
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