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Nevertheless the sweat drip drip dripping From the anaerobic exercise Of running while holding the sparkling Red in your gut Serial killers relentless as they appear But hide between their crotch Once they listen, hear, and nonchalantly feel the crunch snap, scream in agony Useless fighters put up a fight Inevitably squashed in my palm While singing a soft and fearful song
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