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Monday, April 20, 2009
Mercy, Mercy, Mercy (Some Step Daddies)
his dick smelled like rotten tuna
and he told me to suck it
if i didn’t he would
not let me go outside
not buy me the train set i wanted
he told me he would hurt my mama
‘til this day
i don’t eat tuna
but i am still
sucking dick
never been a fan of tuna...but this piece, yep. nice write.
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