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We've all heard of Rudolph and his shiny nose..
And we all know frosty who's made out of snow.. But all of those stories seem kind of, Gay.. Cos we all know who brightens up our holiday.. |
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| Mr Hankey, The Christmas Poo
Small and Brown, he comes from you Sit on the toilet, here he comes Squeeze him tween your festive buns! A present from down below Speading joy with a 'howdy ho'! He's seen the love inside of you Cos he's a piece of poo! |
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Sometimes he's nutty, sometimes he's corny
He can be brown, or greenish-brown But if you eat fibre on Christmas Eve He might come to your town.. Mr. Hankey the Christmas Poo He loves me, I love you Therefore vicariously, he loves you 'I can make a Mr Hankey too'! |
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Cartman: 'Well Kyle, where is he?'
Kyle: 'Uh, he's coming..' Stan: 'Come on dude, Push!' Kyle: 'I'm trying' Cartman: 'Wait Wait! I can see his head' Kyle: 'Here he comes..' Mr Hankey: 'HOWDY HO!' |
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I'm Mr Hankey, the Christmas poo..
Seasons greetings to all of you.. Lets sing songs, and dance, and play.. Now, before I melt away.. Here's a game I like to play.. Stick me in your mouth and try to say.. 'Howdy ho ho, yum yum yum Christmas time has come!' |
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Sometimes he's runny, sometimes he's firm
Sometimes he practically water.. Sometimes he hangs off the end of your ass And wont fall in the toilet, cos he's just clinging to your sphincter And he wont drop off, and so you shake your ass around.. And try to get it to drop in the toilet And finally it does.. |
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Mr Hankey the Christmas Poo
Christmas leaves, he must leave too.. Flush him down, but he's never gone, His smell and his spirit lingers on. Howdy ho! |
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