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We love the sound of automatic weapon fire/ //
I wish that oak tree crushed your skull/
instead of just your spine. You deserve/
to be a corpse. You deserve to be buried
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The ground didn't merely shake-it shuddered with a rhythnic, bone-jarring thrum: the thump-thump-thump of a thousand Fee-Fi-Fo-Fums
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