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Here she is, laying on the side of the road
Is it a dead calf?
Boot to the face to see if she moves
Her head rolls down the grass
Suckling on my dick, turned your last trick
Your ass begins to hurt, face down in the dirt
Ditchpig [x4]
Piles of bones and lard in my yard
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