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Saturday, November 17, 2007

Peebol Snabol, Peebol Saabol

(circa 9/1990)


Peebol Snabol,
Peebol Saabol
Peebol Snabol,
Peebol Saabol,

All I hear is
Peebol Snabol,

From the time I wake up
until the time I go to bed.

Saabol this,
Snabol that,

From my parents, teachers, friends,
Sometimes I even find a
Peebol

or three in my very own head.

Everywhere I turn people are talking of

Peebol Snabol
and
Peebol Snaabol

as if they both truly mattered.

Peebol Snabol,
Peebol Saabol,

If I hear you again
I will surely die.

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