Tori's Poem

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Blood, blood, all around.

I'm, gonna sing, a creepy song.

Scatter, scatter, it won't matter.

You, there, don't go now,

All, all, HUMANS shall,-

Just, hear, words from me.

DIE! Die! They go Bye-bye.

Panic, you, hear them say,

Bored, bored, yes I am.

Don't, listen, they're LIARS.

Off to kill another one,

Just, like, you...

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