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Jul 2015
My canines are
thirsty today.
They want blood,
any blood will do.
The enemy
are everywhere.
Find the. **** them.
Drink their blond blood.
They are all guilty.
They all deserve
to die. The only real
game is played for blood.
**** their women in the ***.
Crawl back to your lair.
Let the Danes sleep
in fear, twitch in fright.
This I will be back.
They will never
sleep in peace,
just as I never do.

  ~mce
Mike Essig
Written by
Mike Essig  Mechanicsburg, PA
(Mechanicsburg, PA)   
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