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dallas
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I would like to be a beautiful walrus with huge tusks and a big fat belly to keep me warm as I back on a rock.
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iyad
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hi who are you?
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iyad
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hi who are you?
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The sun was shining on the sea, Shining with all his might: He did his very best to make The billows smooth and bright- And this was odd, because it was The middle of the night. The moon was shining sulkily, Because she thought the sun Had got no business to be there, After the day was done- "It's very rude of him," she said, "To come and spoil the fun!" The sea was wet as wet could be, The sands were dry as dry. You could not see a cloud, because No cloud was in the sky: No birds were flying overhead- There were no birds to fly. The Walrus and the Carpenter Were walking close at hand; They wept like anything to see Such quantities of sand: "If this were only cleared away," They said, "it would be grand!" "If seven maids with seven mops Swept it for half a year, Do you suppose," the Walrus said, "That they could get it clear?" "I doubt it," said the Carpenter, And shed a bitter tear. "O Oysters, come and walk with us!" The Walrus did beseech. "A pleasant walk, a pleasant talk, Along the briny beach: We cannot do with more than four, To give a hand to each." The eldest Oyster looked at him, But never a word he said: The eldest Oyster winked his eye, And shook his heavy head- Meaning to say he did not choose To leave the oyster-bed. But four young Oysters hurried up, All eager for the treat: Their coats were brushed, their faces washed, Their shoes were clean and neat- And this was odd, because, you know, They hadn't any feet. Four other Oysters followed them, And yet another four; And thick and fast they came at last, And more, and more, and more- All hopping through the frothy waves, And scrambling to the shore. The Walrus and the Carpenter Walked on a mile or so, And then they rested on a rock Conveniently low: And all the little Oysters stood And waited in a row. "The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things: Of shoes- and ships- and sealing wax- Of cabbages- and kings- And why the sea is boiling hot- And whether pigs have wings." "But wait a bit," the Oysters cried, "Before we have our chat; For some of us are out of breath, And all of us are fat!" "No hurry!" said the Carpenter. They thanked him much for that. "A loaf of bread," the Walrus said, "Is what we cheifly need: Pepper and vinegar besides Are very good indeed- Now if you're ready, Oysters dear, We can begin to feed." "But not on us!" the Oysters cried, Turning a little blue. "After such kindness, that would be A dismal thing to do!" "The night is fine," the Walrus said. "Do you admire the view?" "It was so kind of you to come! And you are very nice!" The Carpenter said nothing but "Cut us another slice: I wish you were not quite so deaf- I've had to ask you twice!" "It seems a shame," the Walrus said, "To play them such a trick, After we've brought them out so far, And made them trot so quick!" The Carpenter said nothing but "The butter's spread too thick!" "I weep for you," the Walrus said: "I deeply sympathize." With sobs and tears he sorted out Those of the largest size, Holding his pocket-handkercheif Before his streaming eyes. "O Oysters," said the Carpenter, "You've had a pleasant run! Shall we be trotting home again?" But answer came there none- And this was scarcely odd, because They'd eaten every one.
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it was all alone in K-Mart. Fuzzy, and its eyes so blank. for months and months. d-dean carried it around the store, assured it that everything was going to be allright, and took it home. the plight of the K-Mart walrus brought us all to tears sometimes, but now he is safe and with someone who likes him.
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I Am The Walrus (From Beatles version) I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together. See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly. I'm crying. Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come. Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday. Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long. I am the eggman, they are the eggmen. I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob. Mister City Policeman sitting Pretty little policemen in a row. See how they fly like Lucy in the Sky, see how they run. I'm crying, I'm crying. I'm crying, I'm crying. Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog's eye. Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess, Boy, you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down. I am the eggman, they are the eggmen. I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob. Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun. If the sun don't come, you get a tan From standing in the English rain. I am the eggman, they are the eggmen. I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob. Expert textpert choking smokers, Don't you thing the joker laughs at you? See how they smile like pigs in a sty, See how they snied. I'm crying. Semolina pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower. Elementary penguin singing Hari Krishna. Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Alan Poe. I am the eggman, they are the eggmen. I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob. Goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob g'goo.
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Alexander Beatle
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Paul is dead Miss him, miss him Or was that another song? Like I care.
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torus
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You thrill me with your walrus-speak, Lovers. Big, fat, satiated Walrus' have been one of my dearest thoughts for SO long. The Walrus is a perfect Being. A big ole' beach strewn with hundreds of the bastards is heaven on earth for a character such as myself. Why, I can feel the Joy of Walrusness Bubbling through me right now. Truly truly truly. Hat's off to the Great Walrus.
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Teenage Jesus
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Beatles version? What the hell other version is there?!? (..uh..and, oh, like I care...n-stuff.)
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celestias shadow
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are the coolest! isn't 'tusks' a fun word? say it. it really is.
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Whitechocolatewalrus
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To be a walrus, would to be fat and not care. Sit and be lazy all day and swim in the water and slide on your belly, oh to be a walrus. Walruses rule the world, the world of flying fish. Failing walruses metamorphe into hippos. Hippos are gray and sleep all day.
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