Ode to Corrie's Ass
Five hours east of me
In a place called North Philly
Where trees do not grow
And the people, I do not know
There lives among the lack of grass
A most pleasant and happy ass.
Her ass is happy, it is true
She said "I'm going to visit you!"
And on the train she gladly be
(While making a pit stop in Paoli)
To visit Pittsburgh, proud and smelly
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will you be my friend forever?
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