There once was a guy named Leo
He smoked on his electric cigarette
He leaned back and relaxed
And his chest was not waxed
And he felt good, on that I could bet
The story progresses as he sips on his shake
To help him awake?
But wait! There’s more!
There was an itch in his nose
So he scratched and he picked
We all do it, fo’ sho’s
But now this poem is over BECAUSE HE’S A SHOOBIE AHHHHHH!!!
7. The End.
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