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Squackle Guestbook #20504
| Kevin Smokin Cur | 18/Oct/2001:23:22:54 | |
| why do i like to get high i dont know, the chicken bites the leg of the crow, the crops come to life in the snow, why is that so i dont know i dont know?? Why does the school keep you there, there a fraud, how do they keep you there its the law, i could escape if i had a saw, oh it is wrong so it is wrong! We cant be free if the n*ggers are here, exploding black faces oh dear oh dear, blasting the faces in places so cheer and sleep while your sleeping or you’ll fear the mirror. when you look in it the death forms around you, spirits of guests form all surround you, trapped in a room with no lights to turn on, if you do then the spirits will burn and be gone. If they return you wont see them for long, ill pack them up and smoke my bong. Now that you’ve read another song iv’e lead you to beleive that i’m wrong, but only if you think that you are and im the one that will run very far, eternal detentions and bombs in your car, did i forget to mention that i am a star, and my name is ke |
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