Ode to the
Porcelain god.
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(Sober version)
All who play have to pay and kneel before this throne.
PORCELAIN GOD
But first a prayer, "OH GOD PLEASE SPARE my head
the spins," you moan!
Those with long hair, a notice:
BEWARE the chuncks that tend to float.
For it`s the gew in the spew that bonds like glue
and stinks like three day dead Billy Goat.
Don`t think you can`t do the Porcelin Chant cause
sometimes your system can`t hack it. It`s a quite
simple thing when your guts are gonna sing so just
bow your head down and yack it!
Heaving is believing!
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