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The Cocaine Times
written by frotofski_LaVey03:11 AM 9/2/04STICKS AND CONES
MAY GET ME STONED
BUT COCAINE ALWAYS WASTE ME
Jack and Jill
Went up the hill
And Jill was constipating
Mary, Mary quite contrary
How does your garden grow?
With pussy lips and granny tits
My lamb is sure to grow
STICKS AND CONES
MAY GET ME STONED
BUT COCAINE ALWAYS WASTE ME
Blah, Blah, Black sheep
Have you had a wood?
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