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Dumpster back alley Just about dark Watching the gym parking lot I know exactly where she parked I hear the parking light timer click I took all the other lights So only one light comes on Chloroformed rag so she doesn't fight Last car in the parking lot Here she comes in work out wear Long dark hair, white smile I'm going to love to strip her bare Looking through her bag for keys I creep up behind her silent I say hello, go to use my rag But she suddenly becomes violent Hits me with her bag Judo chop into my neck Grabs my arm and breaks it Dumbfounded, what the heck She shoves my own rag in my mouth To sleep I go quickly Didn't realize she was a black belt When I wake up, I'm in jail in the city
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Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 3:11 PM UTC
Tagged, I'm it. (Chose Poorly)
Dumpster back alley Just about dark Watching the gym parking lot I know exactly where she parked I hear the parking light timer click I took all the other lights So only one light comes on Chloroformed rag so she doesn't fight Last car in the parking lot Here she comes in work out wear Long dark hair, white smile I'm going to love to strip her bare Looking through her bag for keys I creep up behind her silent I say hello, go to use my rag But she suddenly becomes violent Hits me with her bag Judo chop into my neck Grabs my arm and breaks it Dumbfounded, what the heck She shoves my own rag in my mouth To sleep I go quickly Didn't realize she was a black belt When I wake up, I'm in jail in the city
Inspired by Melanie Martinez tag you're it
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Sep 30, 2016
Sep 30, 2016 at 3:11 PM UTC
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