An Ode To Jibba Jabba Around and round in circles, 360 degrees, my mind it talky horse shit....my defect disagrees. It's jibbba jabba 101, many brothers it shall please Entertained by flatulence and munchy on da cheese! Cometh the hour is what one one said, whilst writing out a jam Cometh the tool of lust my son, for which I am the man None too wise a sausage jockey, oh to have much fun, Who's staring at the Eros statue with a sticky plum. Knuckles glazed like doughnuts, fresh from the bakers shop It appears my subliminal wordsmithery can leave you thinking "WHAT!" Plausible risky double entendres, ebbing to and fro 70' sideburns, whacka guitar and darling here we go!
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