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No fracks in fertile frond and forest lands
Just pill abiding babes in burrs and firs
No sea snake sibilants just squawks and whirrs
A cameltoe invites nude walnut glands
A pistol packed just ties up trusty hands
An apex peaceniks palms pin pussy purrs
A toothless moody moa in view avers
Or parrots peaceniks mumbled moans demands
A sense of sadness swats at middle east
If sexual fluids fry pits of arms spice stink
And rarest rains just force awol a beast
And skin unburnt in burqas blinks a drink
Rude rain and fungus flush a peacenik clean
A surly seagull grips hunch macho mean
Chorus clean fresh pure