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The little train that couldJim GoarThe groom a man to fight the night. I’d rather be anywhere in underwear without this hanging shlong oh god! its gone I miss it so. no its not. Excite me please my big toe grows. where it stops I pick my nose. a cabbage grows. a sausage nose! a sausage glows! sniffle sniffle sneeze sneeze. sniffle sniffle sneeze sneeze. keep yr daughters locked inside. keep yr wives close beside. sniffle sniffle sneeze sneeze ![]() Jim Goar Read Bio Author Discusses Poems |
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