I know a few ninjas
And I know a few knights
Who go to the park
And fly fancy kites.
Ask them for a teaspoon
And they’ll give you a cup.
They’re great ’til you need
To f*** someone up.
I know a few ninjas
And I know a few knights
Who go to the park
And fly fancy kites.
Ask them for a teaspoon
And they’ll give you a cup.
They’re great ’til you need
To f*** someone up.
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Hi there partner!
I’m Sheriff Steve.
I like riding on my pony
To deter those who thieve.
I only carry a gun
For shooting bottles at the quarry,
But if that makes you nervous
Then I assure you, do not worry.
Because Sheriff Steve has other ways
Of detaining unlawful sorts:
A friendly smile, a stern “now, now,”
And some more witty retorts.
There’s little crime in this town of mine
So I’m doing a good job.
These were the last words of Sheriff Steve
As he greeted Outlaw Bob.
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