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| I pledge allegiance to the dong Strapped up in a starry thong Oh, beauteous sight that doth Invade mine eyes You keep no secrets in that garb We see all your lies Red, white, blue Stripes and stars There�s nothing you can do That is too far Mind lost; all pollute Mr. Thong, to you, I salute. |
| Garment of the Gods |
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