Rip it down, tear it up
Place your saucer on a cup
Eats his grub yet spits his food
Sometimes horcked, sometimes chewed
Got nothing left but did it right
Beat Carla in a tickle fight
Suck a lemon, squeeze a lime
Life will kill you all the time
Going forward in reverse
Went to your birthday in a herse
Flex your brain, let your mind relax
Long distant phones calls from your fax
Ran a mile then walked a foot
Take time to aim but don't dare shoot
Got drunk on wine, sober on grapes
studs, dweebs, burritos, crepes
The slacker's baked, the worker's fried
A winner's shame is a loser's pride
Slits her wrists then claps her hands
Marilyn Mansons, Peter Pans
Break a bone, crack a smile
Hit the road, stay awhile
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