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|  America the Beautifartby Mrs. Jabonski's Third Grade Class   July 21, 2003 O beautiful farts stained the skies,
For lumber made of brains, For purple Muppet maggot fleas A dove went fruity--GAY! America! America! God shaves his balls with thee. And this other dude Had a brother who'd Frenched a seal in the slimy sea! Gross! O beautiful Ford Pinto fire, And beans that give dogs gas And fat kids who eat ding dongs Until they've got a King Kong ass! America! America! God shits some grapes on thee. And stick your butt in a Pizza Hut, Until they show it on TV! O beautiful sick weasels peed, On your grandma's electric fence. When the smoke cleared the minivan Was covered in weasel dents! America! America! God barfed his brains on thee. The president kissed a pig for Lent He thought was the Virgin Mary! O beautiful retarded flies, On a seasick lion's mane For Mrs. Jabonski's bad trick knee And her husband who is gay! (fruity) America! America! God waves his butt at thee. For the Batmobile did lose a wheel And the Joker got away! Hey! Quote of the Day“If you're not a liberal when you're 25, you have no heart. If you're not a conservative by the time you're 35, you have no inheritance. Die already, Uncle Franco… just… die.”-Winthrop Shuriken Fortune 500 CookieWho's the man? More specifically, who's the man who shattered your kneecap with a club and took you out of the competition? Now would be a good time to switch to NetFlix from your previous practice of watching the movie on the video store display TVs. Keep your eye on the sparrow. Lucky jeans: Levi, Bugle Boy, Lee, and Auel.Try again later. Top 5 commune Features This Week
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