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last played on 29 Apr
Be My Whowa
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Webbed feet slappin’ all over the place.
From the swamp to the sand, yeah, you know I’m elite,
Arizona’s finest with that froggy technique.
Webbed feet flexin’, got that slimy physique.
Desert heat? Man, I stay unfazed,
Hydrated, marinated, in my amphibious ways.
I saw this on YouTube, now I HAVE TO share my algorithm ._.