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One, two, three Silver coins Silver scales Four, five, six They go down One by one Seven, eight, nine In a bucket Plucking them out Ten, eleven, twelve Blood and pleadings, cries Squeezing wounds and lies
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Mar 15, 2021
Mar 15, 2021 at 2:07 AM UTC
The Gore That Counts
One, two, three Silver coins Silver scales Four, five, six They go down One by one Seven, eight, nine In a bucket Plucking them out Ten, eleven, twelve Blood and pleadings, cries Squeezing wounds and lies
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Mar 15, 2021
Mar 15, 2021 at 2:07 AM UTC
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