kind hearts and broken souls,
what's going to fill that hole?
anger and betrayal's all we get,
but a little love can make us whole.

once bitten, twice shy.
now we know your sneaky ways.
cunning, scheming, devious, sly,
yet none of them amounts to you.

so crawl on now, you sneaky snake,
with venom teeth you poise to strike.
we'll never make the same mistake,
under your feet we will not quake.

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