SLOTHLANDS ANTHEM

Verse one;
Onward girls of Slothlands, dressing like a whore!
With the cross of St. Andrew going on before!
Ed pervy headmaster leans against your butt!
Forward in and thrusting
See his cane’s deep cut

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Onward girls of Slothlands, dressing like a whore!
With the cross of St. Andrew going on before!


Verse two;

At the sign of triumph bras, Slothlands teachers free
Out then little boobies, let your teachers see!
Foundation garments quiver at the mighty strain!
Students! Lift your nipples give them up for pain!

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Verse three;

Like a mighty flagpole moves the trousers crotch
Students, we are looking soon then we will touch!
Legs not yet divided all in one mind we
One in kinks and uniform we are all pervy!

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Verse four;
Rubber pants may perish orgasms rise and wain
But Slothlands Academy forever will remain
Gates of Slothlands never shut against new girls
You have your Heads promises his fingers in your curls!

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Verse five:

Onward then ye students join our happy throng
Blend with ours your juices collecting in your thong
Whoring, fraud, dishonour make your way in this world
Onward then you students proud new Slothlands girls!

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