I don't know why I cherish her,
Perhaps it is her way of talking,
Her way of twerking,
Or her being in a bar.
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I took a walk to a filling station today,
I was sent on an errand to purchase fuel,
My keg was shivering front and back;
Like a matching hand.
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Determination wheels one's success,
It's the core that drive our muse;
Helm the chest with boldness,
Where no fear woo the courage,
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Arise, O compatriots,
Let us not but live in the sight of vine-leaves,
Let us slumber the sleep of terror,
Let us beam a light of success on eachother;
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Get me a Chair and let me talk to you dear woman,
Let me advise you on how to make your dangling breast a man,
Let me unveil something to you with truth,
For these her unpleasant acts I do not persevere with.
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People's efflunce breway the earth,
Laziness wheel the core negatively,
Whilst industrious drive the muse as expected,
The amphiboly is dramatising,
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Affiliation with metal, conjuction with instrument,
And collaboration with strenght.
Restriction to poverty,
Boasting of muscles,
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wheeling of seconds,
The stressed particle ablazed;
Whilst the energetic muscles improved,
Disruption will signal the legs,
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