
Strange Luck
Stupid little bitch,
Face into a ditch,
She knew they'd never find her here;
Sweated little drops,
Face full of slop,
She never realized that no one really cared....
Simple little slut,
Face all swelled shut,
She was last seen hopping in some van;
Silly little bird,
Face looking all sherd,
She never saw the needle of the medicine man....
Wasted little trick,
Face flush and sick,
She awoke inside a sanitized room;
Lucky little rag,
Face inside a bag,
She never knew how close came the tomb.
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