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Why do they look like that?
Look at them how embarrassing HAHAHAHA
Haha
Wog boy sits in a crowded bus close to his old motherclad all in black
Fifty pairs of eyes eagerly plotting his mental destruction
Their laughter is like a hot knife;and his feelings are but butter
The walls of that old bus are starting to move intent of crushing him to death
In which to cry out, to cry out for mercyfor some two-bob God who has pre-plotted his destiny
And he looks for some way out.theres no one to turn tobut his old mother clad all in black
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