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Doña, le doy mis más sinceras...
...felicitaciones...
porque ha logrado cruzar la línea,
que aunque muchos apostábamos que ya terminaba...
pos ya vimos que si las tiene todavía...
...las fuerzas, y el poder...
Bienvenida a su segundo cuarto de siglo...
Tanquiu por todo, ya se la sabe...
Y por el alcohol de Cristroll,
y la santa justicia de polear con los malos de Dios Eolo,
que sea bienbebida todos los días...
Para que no la amarren como puerco,
por traer cincuenta mil chiquitas menores de edad...
Y que ya no tenga miedo de la angina maligna,
Por la santísima Monis Punk...
¡Bebán!
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Too Many Puppies
Primus - Frizzle Fry (1990)
Too many puppies are being shot in the dark.
Too many puppies are trained not to bark.
At the sight of blood that must be spille dso that
We may maintain our oil fields.
Too many puppies
Too many puppies are taught to heal.
Too many puppies are trained to kill.
On the command of men wearing money belts that buy
mistresses sleek animal pelts.
Too many puppies.
Too many puppies with guns in their hands.
Too many puppies in foreign lands.
Are dressed up sharp in suits of green and
Placed upon the war machine.
Too many puppies are just like me.
Too many puppies are afraid to see.
The visions of the past brought to life again,
Too many puppies, too many dead men.
a wevo!
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