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Oh Stinky One
Oh stinky one oh stinky one
Your presence is always smelt
Oh stinky one oh stinky one
Paper scissor rock for what you dealt
I wonder why
It always seems
You drop your bombs
While dinner steams
Oh stinky one oh stinky one
I wish you'd pre or post meal poop
Natema Drummond
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