There once was a man named Dave
Who kept a dead whore in a cave.
Oh what the hell,
I’ll get used to the smell.
And think of the money I’ll save.

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Something was off just a smidge
I know a tall Sunday school teacher
Through a straw in a bulb-filled steak,
There once was a man from Sydney
A twisted mortician named Fred
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