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See through cling film wraps her up tigth |
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Motionless sections no longer able to fight |
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My doting wife I tried to please her |
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So I hacked her up and her in the freezer |
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I wouldn't let her leave me so she tried to strike out |
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I hit her with a hammer she was dead with one swift clout |
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I once used ice to gently tease her |
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Now it surrounds her in the freezer |
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Put next to lollies and packets of peas |
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No room in my fridge cos it's full of her (Barcardi) Breezers |
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I've had to keep her in the freezer |
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A freshly sharpened knife with a shiny blade |
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Holding the stump of her hand pretending to wave |
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Popped her eyes out and craved off her nose |
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Kept in a bag with her little fingers and toes |
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I'll eat her in a stew so she's always with me |
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My freezer's full of limb so there's plenty to eat |
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A bucket full of innards and slurry of waste |
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Placed in the fridge next to her smiling face |
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I've got my memories (I'm keeping her ring) |
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We had 10 good years before I done her in |
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Lie still my precious... |
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Cling film wraps her up tigth |
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No longer able to fight |
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My wife, I tried to please her |
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I put her in the freezer |
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I wouldn't let her leave me |
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I hit her with a hammer |
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I used ice to tease her |
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Now it surrounds her in the freezer |
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I put her next to lollies and the packets of peas |
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With all frozen dinners placed precuriously by her knees |
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No room in my fridge cos it's full of her Barcardi Breezers |
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I've had to chop her up to fit her in the freezer |
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A freshly sharpened knife with a shiny blade |
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Holding the stump of her hand pretending to wave |
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Popped her eyes out and craved off her nose |
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Kept in a bag with her little fingers and toes |
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I'll eat her in a stew so she's always with me |
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My freezer's full of limb so there's plenty to eat |
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I can't fit her limbs in the fridge |
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I can't fit her dead limbs in the fridge |
