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Inspired

OK, not a whole lot but recent events have inspired me to ridicule and mocking and in that spirit, I've spent 17 minutes writing an update for a song from some years back. 

I call it Pugi, pronounced "pew-gee"

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Pugi

Pugilist is so right on
An' I don't mean maybe, maybe

What can he do
Annoy the world,
can he really annoy the world,
can he really annoy the world,
do you like his sassing

Hey Mr Pugi slap down a parasite I wanna watch them, maybe
And when the wining starts
I beg you not to stop
it's gonna drive them crazy


Pugi,
Pugi,
Pugi makes parasites whine together
Pugi mix the editor and the rebel

Don't think of parasites and I don't look at the clock
Pugi likes to annoy the world
It's like ridin' on the wind and it never goes away
But he's smacking parasites got to do it everyday

Pugi makes parasite whine together
Pugi mix the editor and the rebel

Hey Mr. Pugi

Do you like to
Annoy the world, do you like to
Annoy the world, do you like to
Annoy the world, do you like his sassing

Hey Mr Pugi slap down a parasite I wanna watch them, maybe
And when the wining starts
I beg you not to stop
it's gonna drive them crazy

Pugi makes parasites whine together
Pugi mix the editor and the rebel

Pugi makes parasites whine together
Pugi mix the editor and the rebel

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This appears as a blog post because it's a complete and utter hack job of no redeeming value except for my own amusement.

Now, that some people will be angry and whine about it, well, that's just a bonus.

Remember, have a nice day!