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swell to hell


Rose's are red,
My life is swell,
You mess with me,
I make your life hell.
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saywon
<p><span style="color: rgb(111, 111, 111); font-family: &quot;Source Sans Pro&quot;, &quot;Helvetica Neue&quot;, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Rose&#39;s are red,</span></p> <pre style="box-sizing: border-box; overflow: auto; font-family: &quot;Source Sans Pro&quot;, &quot;Helvetica Neue&quot;, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; line-height: 21px; color: rgb(111, 111, 111); white-space: pre-wrap; overflow-wrap: break-word;"> My life is swell, You mess with me, I make your life hell,</pre>

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