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Mar 2018
In a Strike
Lightning in Dice
I'm no Psych
Just a Mice
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With a Slice
Be the Treasure
There's no Rice
But whole Pleasure
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It's a Measure
To be Safe
Y'all Immature
Learn to Strafe
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You a Wafe
Me a Pure
This is Chafe
I am Sure
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See is Azure
Trust my Gut
The must Alure
Who can Cut

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Battle will Begin
Their's no Mercy
Who can Win
With no Trirsty
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Don't be Nasty
Ships will Fire
They are Classy
Like a Choir
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With no Tire
We will Roll
Do not Retire
That's out Goal
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Burn the Soul
Fight with Urge
Do your Role
Let's Purge
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We won't Merge
Enemy is tricky
To the Verge
Give them Hickey.
Pirates
Caio Consoli
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Caio Consoli  18/M/Brazil
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