God's Jiggling Jingle Jig

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By Sandwich Massacre

oh look i see my titties smishing in their cups too bad their sad oh they don't fit, they're smishing and they're smushed i'm dancing like a lama, dancing dancy pants my pants are danced and dangerous, dancing on the ants so grab your hoes and grab your toes and do the smishing jig you'll smish and smash my monster mash into a monster dig you see the titties smishing, high above the clouds they're huge and spewing lava, and their spewing on the towns the jews are out and jigging, jigging with the locks all jigging to the jiggle jig until they get small pox so there i'm high and climbing the titties in the sky their totting, tooting, rooting oh please don't spew into my eye i see the christians smashing, smashing all the jigs their jigs are jigging faster onto the jingling jiggle jizz don't cut a jigging muslim, he'll jig on your facade he'll do the quaking jiggle shakes into seismic jihad so who is high and dancing? dancing, pantsing too? oh don't look, the buddha crook he just pantsed a jew the hindus sway their swayers, the colors rain a bow theire jig hypnotic twist-a-fiz they're swaying as they go they dance around the lotus, and no don't eat that cow for you'll be stoned with rainbow bones until you start to meow so baha'is are smacking smackers smacks are jigging more we're all jigging jigging and singing the sun goes down darkness becomes the town and we're jigging out the door!

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