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She sat at the table Where she nodded and bled, Blood dripped to her plate And her dinner turned red. But nobody noticed Because they were all fed, And her posture was straight And they liked what she said. So she choked down her dinner And kept the mood light, Then cleaned the blood from the carpet As she bid them goodnight.
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Jul 6, 2023
Jul 6, 2023 at 12:21 AM UTC
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She sat at the table Where she nodded and bled, Blood dripped to her plate And her dinner turned red. But nobody noticed Because they were all fed, And her posture was straight And they liked what she said. So she choked down her dinner And kept the mood light, Then cleaned the blood from the carpet As she bid them goodnight.
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Jul 6, 2023
Jul 6, 2023 at 12:21 AM UTC
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