Gas station cryptid
Gas station cryptid
What a peculiar name
A gas station cryptid
means nothing to you
A gas station cryptid
blink once and their gone
A gas station cryptid
lies and holds nothing to be true
A gas station cryptid
can do only wrong
A gas station cryptid
seeks all there is to know
A gas station cryptid
can't stray for too long
A gas station cryptid
drinks slushies too blue
A gas station cryptid
is nothing new to you
A gas station cryptid
sold their soul for an alien screw
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