The rain in Iowa
Falls mainly on the corn
I know - it doesn't rhyme, it doesn't "flow", it's lame....
blah, blah, blah
Brandy is holed up in her "safe" place behind the toilet. Poor baby. Gave her a doggie valium a little bit ago. She's really melllllllllllllloooooooowwwwww now.
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