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[There Once Was A Dodge City Maid]
There once was a Dodge City maid,
Who was a whore by trade.
For a buck at a whack,
She'd lie on her back,
And let the cowboys have a poke at her crack.
One day to her surprise,
Her belly began to rise.
Her slit gave a grunt,
And out jumped a runt,
With his balls between his eyes.
Oh the moon shines tonight on dear old Jenny
As she lays a-sleeping;
A shadow comes creeping
[Hum-hum-hum] with eyes a-gleaming
With hopes of reaming
Our amber maid.
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