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Oh my sweet boy
I have some cacophonous words for you
You are Not the boss
and maybe you would see that
but you are too far up his ass
It must be very dark because it's obvious you can't see
And oh my darling
I know you wonder why you can't get a girl
Well my boy I'm here to tell you why
It's the stench on your breath
the smell of
Alcohol...
Weed...
and of course failure
Now I'm not done with these awful truths
because my pumpkin
i hope you like McDonalds
and orange jump suits
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