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H*ck Yeah!

If you’re afraid someone might think

That you’re sort of a d*ck

Then emulate the mainstream news

And use this little tr*ck

Wherein you take a common word

Like ch*cken, sn*ke, or d*sc

And replace one relevant l*tter

With a h*ndy asterisk!

N*body can blame you

Or say you’re being r*de

‘Cause words like f*ck and bullsh*t

Are not, in themselves cr*de.

Don’t w*rry about the fact

That you can read all this just f*ne:

What m*tters is that readers

Know you h*ven’t got a sp*ne.

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Tired Piggy gets Censored

Tired Piggy takes a nap

And dreams about a duck.

Tired Piggy doesn’t care:

He doesn’t give a (darn).

 

Tired Piggy awakes

On a chair on which he sits.

He feels a tugging in his intestines

And Tired Piggy (excuses himself).

 

Tired Piggy isn’t interesting.

He is an awful bore.

He looks to find some romance,

So he hires a (court jester).

 

Tired Piggy isn’t crude,

Although he tries to be.

Now tell the censors to (darn) themselves

They’re doing a (court jester)-ible job censoring me.

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