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[aid] => mick
[title] => DEAD MANS LULLABY !
[time] => 2002-09-03 06:14:25
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[bodytext] => Hey there witch, you are my *****,
Get some supper on the table. He was not smart, he’s now a dead fart. And his memory is a fable. I love those Chicks from Dixie, And how they handled Earl. For that is what a man deserves If he abuses any girl. There was a man that hit his wife, And was the biggest heel. She took a knife to bed one night, Now he talks with a high pitched squeal. Any guy who hurts a woman, Is in no way a man. He’s an immature overgrown bully, Without a clue or plan. For real men always treasure, All the women in their lives. No matter if it’s their mother, Sister, daughter, or their wife. Don’t ever let me hear you sir, Not even in a joke, Say men should beat their women, Or your neck will then get broke. robertburns2@mac.com Homepage.mac.com/RobertBurns2 [comments] => 1 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Robert_Edgar_Burns [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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