Two 18-wheelers,
Thirteen sedans,
Four snow-white horses,
And a biker named Hans:
That was the death toll
Today in Orange Grove
When I noticed a spider
On my leg as I drove.
Two 18-wheelers,
Thirteen sedans,
Four snow-white horses,
And a biker named Hans:
That was the death toll
Today in Orange Grove
When I noticed a spider
On my leg as I drove.
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