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May 29, 2000
By the birds, by the birds, his mind has been read.
He's trying to get that lady in bed!
So our fowl feathered friends are sending a message instead,
to let that girl know he has no shaft just a head.
He served her raw oysters upon a crystal plate.
She held onto his hand till about half-past eight.
The birds sang a song of love so sweet and true,
But after sex she realized it was he who blew!
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