| There Was A Singing Bunny... |
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 | Last Christmas, I gave you Flourine, But the very next day, Your breath smelled like steam | |
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| This year, to save me from barfing, I'll give it to someone who will use it | |
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| Cockroaches gave me better presents than Fluorine! I'm outta here. And you won't bee seeing me in the Rodriguez backyard tomorrow! | |
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| I figured she wouldn't love it, but I didn't know she would be so mad she said she's gonna skip Hole Digging Day! | |
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