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Out of the window
Looking out of the window it's strange what you see,
A naked woman wrapped in an aluminium foil sheet,
Like an oven ready chicken running down the street.
Many things have I seen but nothing like this
An old lady, she's even married to a priest.
What is going on she's wrapped up like a feast?
Sometimes the things we say don't always make sense,
Make up your mind and don't sit on the fence.
The world in which we live is full of incredible sights,
But what can be this poor woman's plight?
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