Judge said to the hooker, "Can you come out to play? I've been condemning people all day long, that's how I get paid My dreams are full of criminals frolicking about Open up the window, let the bad air out!" Strangled by confusion, my mind is in decay Can't picture tomorrow, can't remember yesterday Send out for the Black
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