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He drinks their blood.

Better call Bob.

Yeah but it is corn.

Speaking of corn, my grandpa was a Colonel.

He went off to Congress an’ served a spell, Fixin’ up the Govern’ments an’ laws as well Took over Washin’ton so we heered tell, An’ patched up the crack in the Liberty Bell Davy, Davy Crockett, seein’ his duty clear When he come home his politickin’ done, The big western march had just begun So he packed his gear an’ his trusty gun, An’ lit out grinnin’ to follow the sun Davy, Davy Crockett, leadin’ the pioneer If politickin’ is ok with Davey, its okay with me.

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