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Take That Commie Shrimp Dick

Beans in the Bunker.

Back on the Menu.

Mambo Sweet Papi.

Havana Cigar.

We’re Deep Underground.

We’ll never Be Found.

Take That!

Commie Shrimp Dick.

Both Bobby and Jack.

Love Marilyn Monroe.

It’s Time to Attack.

Get On with The Show.

Whose Rockets are Hard?

Who’s Let Down their Guard?

Take That!

Commie Shrimp Dick.

Back in the Bunker.

Havana Cigar.

Your Bomb was a Clunker.

Didn’t even Make Par.

There’s Lice in your Beard.

Top Secret.

We’re Cleared.

Take That!

Commie Shrimp Dick.


First published by Synchronized Chaos

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