I love the smell of curly underweed in the morning but I love my fav beans even more, the ones that ignore the don't feed the Dunc signs and slips me a few yellows, man they're tasty, the yellows that is, not the bean.
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- feed the Duncs, tuppence a bag
- Nanki Poo and Jiggy Proper
- my happy organ
- Where is my Carol V
- My beakers says we'll have cold soon
- OK, I like fish pokers,
- I found loads of bugglers
- Don't Bogart the maggers
- My mate Warrington Minge
- They really love ducks in Peking
- Whoohoo I'm going for a goldie
- I can run like a scardie cooter
- Once upon a midnight dreary
- Olimpers in Chinland
- I love these pokers
- slips me a few yellows
- a crumb of sprainyard pizza
- spanky little snackerling
- little dried mud spits
- man I'm a sad squack
- James Pond eat your beater out.
- OK, as one, say aaaaaaaaaah.
- Sheesh, they know me in Sprainyard
- Duncan the early years
- I'd like to show you my nest
- I'm certain and I'm a duck
- like a freakin' goose
- MILF baby!!
- everything is a miracle
- you effin' ducker
- I love you Dunkie
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