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Thursday, January 24, 2002

Fizzle, pop.
Drink it up.
It burn and tears
But boy is it good.
It swirls and swishes
And makes me want to puke
But I keep on drinking
I keep on drinking it
Cause it's good.
Good to taste
And nice to smell
But my gut is in personal hell.
Fizzle Pop.


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