- For Mother
From nativity in maternity
Through nine moons captivity
Then baby births pain and festivity
You're the constant, cuddling deity!
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- Litungu
The lyre lets out a long lute
Into the arena the lyricist
Laughter and love in line
Adjusts the frame
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- That Charming Smile May Be Amarment For Death
On the surface
You were a beacon of bacon
Brandishing that beam of beauty
A subtle smile and a sober star
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- Itchy Lips
Itchiness knows no known deterrent
Itch...itch..itch it will till the absorbent
Itches with irritation
Something heard anything felt
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- May Day Pay
May they pay
Workers of the world
Disperse
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