WHEN A CROOK WITH A LOOK WENT IN TO BUY A BOOK HE SAW A BOOK THAT GAVE HIM A NEW LOOK HE HAD TO HAVE IT BUT IT COST TO MUCH THE CROOK WITH THE NEW LOOK TOOK THEBOOK THAT GAVE HIM HIS NEW LOOK THE CROOK WITH THE BOOK THAT GAVE HIM A LOOK WAS BEING CHASED BY LAPD HEHAD A NEW LOOK OF FEAR ON THAT CROOK FACE OF HIS HE HAD TO THINK FAST THEIR WAS A COP IN FRONT OF HIM HE GAVE THAT COP A POP TO THE FACE THAT COP WAS AS CONFUSED AS A COOK ON EASTER THE CONFUSED COOK WENT TO THE BISTRO DOWN THE STREET TO BEAT THAT CAT OF A CROOK THE CROOK WAS ON HIS WAY
AND EVEN HAD A LITTLE WHEY
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