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Hey, if one must quote Mel Brooks
To get the better of these schnooks
Humor works where all else fails
With these remnants of hay bales
That plop in pastures nationwide:
The grass may be greener on the other side
But one has to deal with that stench, that smell
That proves the point: Hill's gone to hell
In a handbasket she herself has made:
Be off, and go get Big Bill laid
Instead of staying on the bus
And screwing with the rest of us.
Manos Shave