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The worshippers did say,
Adorned a lycanthrope Senior
In the Bronze where he played.
The Bronze where he, first snuck his first peak,
At an eskimo, Willow, with red hair so deep.
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Hair gel, hair gel, hair gel, hair gel,
With its help is born a hairdo so swell.
Tourists flocked to the 'Dale
From places so far,
Just to watch his spikes move
As he strummed his guitar.
And to the town,
The hair brought a great light,
And so people worshipped,
Both day and night.
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