Fak away from here
Do not look at Squeak
Your int’rest will be
Death for you you freak
I love Squeak you’re our guest
Move on her I’ll stab your chest
I strike first I write this poem
My name is Jack and my baby is home
Fak away from here
Do not look at Squeak
Your int’rest will be
Death for you you freak
I love Squeak you’re our guest
Move on her I’ll stab your chest
I strike first I write this poem
My name is Jack and my baby is home
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