Oh Em so lem, Oh let me send:

“Dab it on the knee.”

“Dab it on the knee.”

Free show, flee slow,
may etta home we getta,

Fester and I’m hum,
so it’s gone...
flossy night and blow.

“Oh flee sister rome senator, got me a ham beater from you.”
“Dab it on the knee see I got something to see.”

“Very much like a cat sat, and hastened that french wine,
hemming time gotta ripe apple, the rhyme holds a fresh guy.”

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