Wednesday
Its Wednesday, Wednesday,
Oh when is it?
Friends day?
I love you
and you love me
what a week
I cant believe
its only just
got to Rens day.
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Thanks to Terry for When the eternally surprised.
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Thanks to Ren and Stimpy
and thanks to you
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Wednesday the day of when.
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Ps Keep it shtum from the tax-man.
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