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I don't want a pickle,
I just wanna ride on my motorsickle.
And I don't want to die,
I just want to ride on my motorcy.
Cle.
-- Arlo Guthrie
I always will remember -- I was in no mood to trifle;
'Twas a year ago November -- I got down my trusty rifle
I went out to shoot some deer And went out to stalk my prey --
On a morning bright and clear. What a haul I made that day!
I went and shot the maximum I tied them to my bumper and
The game
💚 -- 🎄 -- 🍇 -- 🍖 -- 📒 -- 🐝 -- 🌳 -- 💙 -- 💃 -- 🌋 -- 💎 -- 😺 -- 🌳 -- 🌂 -- 🌽