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Dying Harlot
A dirty old harlot lay dying
A piss pot supported her head
All around her the bastards were crying
As she leaned on her left tit and said
Oh roll back your dirty old foreskins
And give me the weight of your nuts
So we rolled back our dirty old foreskins
And played home sweet home on her guts