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Dec 2015
Beware the mare with the Christmas hair
She'll tear your heart without a care
She won't play nice, she won't play fair
Beware the mare with the Christmas hair

She's red, she's green, she's a mean machine
She'll reach in deep and eat your spleen
She'll ruin all your happy dreams
And make things really bad

She'll find your friends, she'll find your friends
She'll stir up **** and make it end
This girl will give your *** the bends
And make you really mad

Beware the mare with the Christmas hair
She may look sweet just like a pear
But don't be fooled and caught, ensnared
Beware the mare with the Christmas hair

Beware the mare with the Christmas hair
Her temper like a solar flare
Demeanor like a thorny chair
Beware the mare with the Christmas hair
Written by
Essen
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