There was an old lady who swallowed a fly.
“Searching for a true emotional connection in unsuitable locales.”
“Looking for Love in All the Wrong Places”
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Existing and expiring, being jovial and expressing sorrow, a singular viewing will alter you permanently.
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I am unable to tolerate this any further, verbalizing the same sentiments I previously expressed, each of these collections of syllables, they lack coherence, I have located contentment in uneducation.
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Failed to locate a method to terminate me so far, my optical reception orbs are inflamed with perspiration, it appears that all walkways direct me to a non-location.
Looking for love in all the wrong places.
“Recently returned to my domicile from the state which claims flourite as its state mineral. Closed and securely latched the portal to said domicile. Oh boy.”
As fun as this thread is, it’s better suited for Cafe Society.
But hey, I’ll toss in one of my own.
I resemble a canine in warmth, an anomaly lacking admonition
I have a craving for procreation, for I am considerably aroused.
He was a young man who conveyed himself via an ingenious contraption involving a board and wheels, she conveyed her desire to encounter him anon
In her opinion he lacked the necessary quality
Hey Xgxlx, are there any rules about how long we go without revealing the answers? After all, as this string gets longer, some of the lyrics will be forgotten…
An urchin perambulated up to my personage one day and queried of me “Sir, I ask you about these various things, and those various things, and why is your verbiage so odd?” I, replying, vocalized “I am the apotheosis of all that is desirable, I am like unto a zephyr.”
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This female personage of my acquaintance was most desirous that I shower her with the gift of a little bauble of jewelry in the form of a neckpiece of oyster irritants (if you know what I mean, nudge, nudge, wink, wink, say no more)!
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Vocalize with volume! Vocalize with volume! Vocalize with volume! Vocalize with volume in the direction of the personage of the Prince of This World!
Mr Tambo’s is Skater Boi.
Mr Tambo, is that “Sk8tr Boy?” by that Canadian chick who isn’t Alanis Morisette?
Coldfire, is that Foreigner’s “Hot Blooded?”
Brianjedi, #3 is Alice in Chains’ “Rooster”
CLUE: C’mon you metalheads! My first contribution was a classic from the '80’s…
Nope, not Foreigner by a long shot!
I endorse a gluteus of the porcine variety - yea, verily.
Dooku- Sir Mix-a-Lot, “I Like Big Butts” (and I cannot lie!)
Sir Mix-a-Lot, “Baby got back”. 
Shit! Well, at least I got the title right, unlike MrBoy1967.
I believe Coldfire’s is the 2 Live Crew classic Me So Horny.
Bingo!
Rainbow in the Dark
I could do the entire song for “Baby Got Back” - it practically writes itself. “My reticulated serpent is not interested unless your offer includes the buttocks, my darling.”
I’m entirely too desirable for my garment, so much so that it causes me physical pain.
In the passage of seconds, minutes and hours, twenty four of the latter need to be passed in the state of induced relaxedness.
I have nothing to pass the time while boredom is plaguing me, with no location in which I may go to and cause the boredom to cease. I still wish to be placed in a state of induced relaxedness.
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The two brightest objects in the sky, as visible from earth, embody my existence. My reticence is so commonplace that it has been outlawed.
Approximately the time when engaging in onanism fails to produce enjoyment, you are diliatory in a way resembling coitus.