Five Bloods In Five Cans

Like my built device
I can beautify
I can build E-files
I can meet the significant
I can melt the sinning fee count
Like my jazzed eyes
I can chastise
I can fantasize
I can fan to size
I can flag the sighs
Like my uncle
I can anchor
I can end calls
I can earn curls
I can handle cores
In my blood
There’s a flood
Where I curse the mud
Where I pause the nod
Before I toss the stud
Like my Lord
I can laud chords
I can lure courts
I can cure cuts
I can plough and pour the pork in poor pores

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