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The Balls of O'Leary
The balls of O'Leary, Are wrinkled and hairy, They're stately and shapely, Like the dome of Saint Paul's. The women all muster, To view that great cluster, Oh, they stand and they stare, At the bloody great pair, Of O'Leary's balls.
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