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The Things I'd Do To You
I'd take your beady eyes and feed them to the crows. Grab a white hot poker and shove it up your nose. I'll wear stiletto heels and stomp your little feet. Pull on my cowboy boots and kick you in the seat. Then I think I'll take a vise apply it to your head. And once I've done all these things, you'll wish that you were dead.
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