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In The Closet I came up the stairs, Thought, who really cares? I pushed Chris in the closet. He went and told on me, I was in trouble you see? ‘Cuz I pushed Chris in the closet. Out punishment was small, I thought extra duties for all. ‘Cuz I pushed Chris in the closet. I smiled ‘cuz my punishment was slim, Even though what I had done to him. ‘Cuz I pushed Chris in the closet. He came up the stairs, Thought, who really cares? And then, Chris pushed me in the closet.
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