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Mom I still have sperm.
You know, that seed that
We both thought to be defective.
Turns out that shit swims to beat the band.
And if I talked it up enough,
I think you'd be amazed at
The crazy shit I'm thinking.
Your little boy just made a little man.
I played sissors-paper-stone,
Caught a tiger by the toe,
Now I'm shit scared,
I know they fuck you up,
Your mom and dad.
The first time they had me by the balls,
The doctor asked me, "Cough,"
And I said, "No, but sometimes I have headaches."
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