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GRUMP LAND

Who could have known that's who he was

a man of Grump Land

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His past added up to insecurity

that came out of his mouth

in the form of lampooning

Aspersion dribbled from his orifice

leaving a need for estuaries

in Grump Land for humans

to gain protection from his salty words

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Yet there was a sweet spot

amongst the weeds and storms

A place he hid from mos...

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