Monday, 17 December 2012

Singing



I like I like it like that come here if you think you know what I need
our sister sings around the house our Mother begs her to stop our sister keeps on and on Mother snaps slaps our sister she keeps singing and singing slap sing slap sing slap sing slap sing slap sing mouth dribbling red song slap song slap takes a knife
There is no more singing.

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