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Panther
Shes patient like a panther waiting for it’s prey
She will pounce and puncture then pretend you got away
She’ll hunt you down and eat you because that’s what she craves
Follow the drops of blood like Hansel and Grettel
I’m the wicked witch and I’ll cook you in the kettle
Bake you in the oven, I bet you melt like metal
Bet you didn’t know this sweet girl was a rebel
She’s...
Monday 26th March 2018 3:45 pm
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