I once knew a wuckfit named Boomann
who was dumber than bugers of Truman
he had someone write words
and went back to his turds
no one figured that Boomann was human.
And this hobo was mucking about
he had nothing to utter out loud
all his teachers were wise
and the sermons gave rise
to a filthy ole juggernaut.
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