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Apr 2014
Undertaker

Hello all, hear what I say,
death to you, so please obey,
start by getting out of my way,
hoping you all have a great day.
Prepare to meet your maker,
I disconnect your circuit breaker,
Believe me, I'm no faker,
they call me the undertaker.
I take your rotting soul,
push you down a deep dark hole,
paid the devil one wealthy toll,
your parents should have used birth control.
I take kids that are young,
hurts so bad, I bite my tongue,
no more living, are they the among,
I've been bit, I've got stung.
Not a job, I like doing,
my contract, they're renewing,
children's vitamins, I've been chewing,
not a job worth pursuing.
A ***** job, but they made me do it,
I hate it, but I can't admit,
my own neck, I'd like to slit,
there last meal is a banana split.
It's not my fault, that they die,
wipe the tears from my eye,
I was a man you used to be shy,
gotta go, there was just another school drive by.
Allen Wilbert
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Allen Wilbert  florida
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