For nothing much more than cheap thrills
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For nothing much more than cheap thrills
There was a young man named Hoglahoo....
Who was neither Capulet nor Montague
Nonetheless of good breeding
who did his fair share of seeding
From within his spacious igaloo
While shaving my head one fair morn...
I remembered days of living in the dorms
In tight & cramped quarters
Singing Cash's "Hey Porter!"