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Listening to the poor man play their lyres Watching the performers just juggle their fires Only yearning for my bleeding heart's desire
I lay there, body strewn across the lawn The ruffians treating me like a fawn Kicking and shoving me until dawn
Starting to rise only to fall over Roll down the hill into four leaf clovers Sputtering and Coughing as they shout "Hey Rover!"
"There's no one left here for you."
Why they call me Rover I do not really know All I know is that they took away my bro All they really care about is fucking their hos Right before they jump at me all I can say is "Woah"
"Shit. Oh no."
I go down as I'm punched in the face I take one with me as I grab onto his shoe lace The man gets up and runs and I begin to chase
I keep on running - the man now on the road I get real luck as he trips over a toad I pick him up - a very easy load
I throw him on the grass and take off his mask It wasn't very hard - a meager task In the coner of my eye I see a broken flask
"Wait... ...No..."
I stared into the eyes - pupils on fire There was my bleeding hearts desire My once loving girl - a now true liar
And she said
"Now there is nothing left for you."
That's when she just started to glow Blood from her mouth just starting to flow A beepin noise - a bomb ready to blow
That's when I knew what she said was true I turned my head and sneezed with a great ah-choo I stared at the light as the bomb blew
And then she said
"Game over, Rover." | |
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