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Steve called me up and said: “Wanna hang out tonight?”
We could see an indie film or just grab a bite
I said: “Oh, Steve, YOU’RE cute, but a MOVIE’S not what I need. No offense, BUT I’d rather stay home and read.”

Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury
The greatest Sci-Fi writer in history
Oh Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury

Since I was twelve I’ve been your number one fan
“Kiss me, you ILLUSTRATED MAN.”
I’ll feed you grapes and Dandelion Wine
And we’ll read a little Fahrenheit 69 (SOURCE: LYBIO.net)
You’re a Prolific Author, Ray Bradbury

Come on baby, I’m down on one knee
I carved our names on a Halloween tree
You write about earthlings going to Mars
And I write about blowin you in my car
You won an Emmy AWARD for the screen play adaptation of Halloween Tree

Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury
The greatest Sci-Fi writer in history
Oh Fuck Me, Fuck Me Ray Bradbury

S is for space
L is for love
S is for space
L is for loveee
S is for space
L is for love
S is for space
L is for loveeeeeeeee

Houston we have a throb-blem

Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury
The greatest Sci-Fi writer in history
Oh Fuck Me, (Fuck Me) Ray Bradbury

Oh oh oh
Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury (Fuck me)
The greatest Sci-Fi writer in history
Cause when you Fuck me
Ray Bradbury

Something Wicked This Way Will Come
Something Wicked This Way Will Come
Something Wicked This Way Will Come
Something Wicked This Way Will Come

And by come, I mean ejaculate on a book.

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