re: #153 jeffreyw
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Sung to the tune of âRawhideâ
second verse
same as the first
mowin, mowin, mowin
fucking grass keeps growin
hayfever keeps me blowin, ah-choo
Thru the spring and summer season
Iâm sneezin for a reason
Wishinâ for relief that just wonât come
The beer and games Iâm missinâ
The missus keeps insistinâ
I do the lawns before I can come inside.