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Yankee Doodle went to town, And rode a spotted pony They stuck a feather up his ass And called him macaroni
Yankee Doodle went to sea, Aboard a cutty clipper. They fill his ass with broken glass And circumcised the skipper.
Yankee Doodle went to town, And bought a load of glasses, And swore he could not see the town For the girls and their big asses.
Yankee Doodle climbed a tree As high as any steeple And there he sat the live long day And pissed all over the people.
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