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All these snakes and thots
Easy forget-me-nots
Step to me like a whore
Constantly begging, more
But when treated right
You lose all sight
Like the ones before

You're not a princess
You're rotten, spoiled
You're a snake
Hissing and coiled
You stole my heart
Cooked it, boiled

All these cunts and bitches
Deserve some stitches
Eating cum they say
"I really need a good lay"
So I turn and leave
To give you reprieve
And be on my way