My Genitals Are In Your Mailbox. Package Delivered. Lyrics

I thought you wanted morePerhaps a box of animal crackers
Yet, this is all that you wanted as I should have known
I sent them first class, straight from me, they're non
perishable
That mailman with the beanie, lisp, and pink thong

put them in your mailbox so you never have to part with them.
A great disaster would occur if you were away from them
An earthquake, a tornado, or obese person marathon
But all you have to do is jam your hand
in the standing steel on the front lawn
and grasp the hard package

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