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Robert Jaensch Dec 2016
Hey mate didja
G’day bloke wouldja
Yo girlfriend canya
Yeah I thinkya oughta

Farkin’ inquisishin ain’t it
Leavus alone won’t ya
Youse gotta hide busta
She'd've seenus would’ve she

How’d ya be cob
‘twasn’t him inner face
Iffa ask her
She’d teller noway

Givus a ganda bud
Who’d’ve thought eh
Why’d he stick ‘is nose in
‘tisn’t nar buddy’s bisness
70 Percent Feb 2018
Red blood boils as it turns in dread.
Most would expire at the sight of its head
It's ripping though the walls of flesh, bones, sinew and skin,
well wouldja look at this predicament I have put myself in.
It's sheer force is all the too frustrating,
Perhaps it's the wrong thing we've all been concentrating
To conspire with the beast is an awful grave sin,
but maybe, just this time, for once i'll win.
glass Dec 10
with a look watch the book take it took rather light cooked
make it shook talk it rook follow soot would it
round the bend do it send feel a wake water trend
bake it rake it shake it till the faker is in bed yuh
shoulder coulda stayed for awhile keepin aid for a style
walker talked bottle hotter followed crept exiled shocker maimed
framed with it same day lame couldnt
major minor sold in diamond whiner keeper copper folded daughter locker tamed with it
back bridled shoulda
game sided woulda
fallen to be crawlin fists of dollars to be callin funny
money money money money money keep it comin honey
vent sobbing bold bent red bawling
solder didnt
and a wicker minute
**** crawlin in the bitter with it
on a back mast bad stack wrap blast betcha dolla nab fast lack that banned cast which stood it
wouldja fall in with it
book could it
wouldnt walk straight in the face
with the way that he took it like
**** did it
and he gotta sike it all inna weird wet way like a sun under fog on the bay in the rain on the wall
pit type woah stay to wicked
flip right phone pay to win it
bit lye misty oughta sit throne may u finish
sit tight so there fake to spin it
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