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He raised the scissors high, I felt them pierce my brain I shouted out in agony," I came for a short back and sides so man what is your game" Don't worry son the man replied I'm an expert at my trade If I'm to truly cut your hair I must expose your brain And so I surrendered to his skill and the scissors went in deep Don't worry son the expert said, the incision will be neat So he slashed and and cut and hewed threw pieces in the bin I thought that he had finished but still the blades cut in At last the expert stood aside covered in blood and gore He said my name is Sweeny Todd as he showed me to the door As we walked across the room he said that will cost a five pound note It would have been much cheaper if I'd just cut your throat
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May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 9:29 AM UTC
And I Only Went For A Haircut
He raised the scissors high, I felt them pierce my brain I shouted out in agony," I came for a short back and sides so man what is your game" Don't worry son the man replied I'm an expert at my trade If I'm to truly cut your hair I must expose your brain And so I surrendered to his skill and the scissors went in deep Don't worry son the expert said, the incision will be neat So he slashed and and cut and hewed threw pieces in the bin I thought that he had finished but still the blades cut in At last the expert stood aside covered in blood and gore He said my name is Sweeny Todd as he showed me to the door As we walked across the room he said that will cost a five pound note It would have been much cheaper if I'd just cut your throat
Written in memory of Sweeny Todd the demon barber
joe-cole
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May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 9:29 AM UTC
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