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Tic-tac-toe three in a row, he swings hard, alarm bells go, a knife and knife a circular ring who's got the guts to come clean? Slurry of blows, slurry of speech, maybe there's more to being a leech, a man made of pride a man made of sorrow what's a man to do when he can no longer borrow?
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Oct 8, 2019
Oct 8, 2019 at 10:40 PM UTC
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Tic-tac-toe three in a row, he swings hard, alarm bells go, a knife and knife a circular ring who's got the guts to come clean? Slurry of blows, slurry of speech, maybe there's more to being a leech, a man made of pride a man made of sorrow what's a man to do when he can no longer borrow?
Time for some rhymes. What happens when you're stuck in a situation that forces you to get in even more trouble?
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Oct 8, 2019
Oct 8, 2019 at 10:40 PM UTC
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