I Am the Just Right Webmaster

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Hear my words and understand: I Am “The Just Right Webmaster”.

I do any distinctive trick. The contents are master-piece.

Can you dig it?

 

I am The Just Right Webmastah
Make my fingahs fly fastah
Point my fukkin’ lasah-light blasta
an’ I gun it ’til I crash ya

I put the numbers in a row
and a-surfin’ you will go
until everybody know
how come Shirley got that glow

I am The Just Right Webmastah
Make my fingahs fly fastah
Point my fukkin’ lasah-light blasta
an’ I gun it ’til I crash ya

C’mon and be a glutton
press that itty bitty button
wrap that baby in its buntin’
eat the eggs I been huntin’

I am The Just Right Webmastah
Make my fingahs fly fastah
Point my fukkin’ lasah-light blasta
an’ I gun it ’til I crash ya

Dorothy clicks
and the poetry ticks
and your eyes they will stick
I got balls but no dick

I am The Just Right Webmastah
Make my fingahs fly fastah
Point my fukkin’ lasah-light blasta
an’ I gun it ’til I crash ya

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