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*** Peter Piper & Mary ***
Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers.
Peter Piper picked 'em
But where did he put 'em
In the pockets of his pants
Or on a plate
There's a pickle in his pocket
Ready to penetrate.
Mary had a little lamb
It's true
But she put it in the pot
And now it's stew
Had no friends 'til Peter's phone rang
Now Peter's pickle's gonna get poon tang.
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