Don't Judge A Book By Its Cover

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Mary had a little lamb

Who's fur was stained bright red

She loved to fill the world with death

Love to fill the world with dread

She lived in the depths of a cemetery

Lived in the depths of bloodshed

She killed the mighty queen

Killed the mighty airhead

She rid the world of good

Rid the world of dark red

For she killed so quick and slyly

You could barely see her dragons head

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