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I’ll stick one here,
In the head,
Hear you claw,
Agonizing in bed,
Then the eye,
Left one too,
Make you blind,
When I’m through,
Gee what’s next,
Maybe the nuts,
Or sixty pins,
In your guts,
A few more yes,
Just a handful,
Around the neck,
In the apple,
Under the feet,
Where it’s soft,
Two in the ears,
On and off,
Now the final,
Through the heart,
Twist and grind,
Tearing it apart,
My curse lays rest,
Pierced on the floor,
A distorted laugh,
From next door.
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