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There was a piece of stinky cheese,
It smelled as bad as dead bees.
I gagged, I puked, I threw-up,
I felt so weird, like I blew up.
I touched it with a pair of gloves
It cut right through,
"What do I do?" I said.
I have an idea,
It's brilliant, it rocks,
I touched it with a pair of stinky socks.
The socks ate the cheese in one bite,
He burped and said, "That was a good fight!"
Article posted November 11, 2008 at 07:28 AM •
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