Yesterday I know I was well fed. For tonight visions of cooked turkeys dance in my head. When finished dancing, they all lean back in chairs, pull on cords and buckets of gravy splash down upon them
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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