Piles
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| Piles, my asshole friends |
| See them hanging there where my anus ends |
| They drop out my butt |
| And they aint half sore |
| Strain a little harder |
| And now here comes more |
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| Piles, are bumhole grapes |
| See them swelling there where my anus gapes |
| They fall out my ass |
| And they really itch |
| Gonna push them in now |
| Hear my voice change pitch |
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| Piles, my small butt baps |
| I cannot sit down with this ass prolapse |
| They come past the rim |
| I apply the cream |
| Angry little bastards |
| How they make me scream |
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