Slam for Sandy Hook
Little kids lost their lives
for someone as selfish as knives
Teacher tried to save them
Families never forgave him
He shot those kids out of hate
He's not in heaven at the gate
He's gonna be late for his train to hell
I promise I'm not going to tell
Westboro are a bunch of freeks
who seem to like lie when they preach
they picket the little kids funerals
like a bunch of baboons
They torture people
about the steeple
They are evil
like the devil
God Bless the Little Kids who lost their lives
and hopefull Westboro BAptist church pay their tithes
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