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Spit in my eye again my friend, again, To tell me how wrong I am, spit again, Stab my back just once more, buddy pal mine, Betray me with your swaying words, and stab, Lead us not into light, but temptation, And deliver us into some evil, For this is your stab, and spit, betrayer, The friend I ne'er had in your house, you friend, Don't forget to put out my flame, my friend, And dam the hope that springs eternal here, Cut my hair, and let my enemies in, "Hast thou slain the Jabberwock? beamish boy?" Wait... only my soul was shorn, vorpal blade, Removed all feelings of you from my life. |
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