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It's a clone-thread, a parody, and an original work, all in one!
It’s an empty comb
My hair has a schism
It’s an empty comb
Come share your wigdom
Get out the broom
Sweep up the room
I ain’t got no hair up here
Ate by boll weevils
Just as I feared
Near to bald
But I’m proud of
The smooth leather-like glove
Left by my empty comb
My hair has a schism
It’s an empty comb
Come share your wigdom
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