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Two Beth Beth, you're the bethst.You evade and o-so-taunt death. You groove and move and Oh, oh, oh, oh make children learn heaplot. That's smooth (man). I dig you cuz you is me buddy, you love me, and your prof is Ruddy. We sail and sale the seas of life. What I is is me and I is not a goat that swims in a mote, of dust. You are my Sinead. Please make me some Kool-Aid. The color of my hand will never fade. |
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