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Tater misses Hell Pope Huey

:Hope that new thing's not too tight
:Hope he makes it through the night
:Hope the swelling will go down
:Hope the Hellpope ain't done drown

:Hope his feelins ain't been hurt
:Hope his gunga gets to spurt
:Hope them feathers fall off soon
:Hope he shines the Georgia moon

:Hope like Hell the Pope be Huey
:Who gets em all to go kablooey
:And sappy as this poem do be
:Spect that "Tater's" is prolly "we"