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Salt is water in the container.
No rope to tie it, and put aside.
Clock invites you to the dinning table.
Guests'r fanning with their portables.
He is there to incite you
To hit your head against the wall.
Would you? Imagine. It is done.
He is the ghost.
You will cower.
Care to be taken of.
Little hospitality keeps
A mischievous cat away from the kitchen.
Don't let him to follow you.
Take out your sharp temper.
Stab him. Finish him off
At the click of a mouse.
Prepare the dishes.
Feast is an unstitched relation.
Hold on to it tightly.
Salt is chilies in eyes under his nose.
Salt is deliciousness at his death.
Dare to be a killer
To avoid the brutal killer.
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