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O loathsome crawling thing |
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Be done with your miniscule affairs |
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O hungry creeping speck |
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I release you from your cares Be gone Roach! |
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You live on carrion That's outrageous |
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You're probably contagious |
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Blind crippled and half-squashed |
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and yet you carry on |
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Your persistence is disgusting |
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I could never find myself trusting |
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A creature that would rather live in the trash than in the lawn |
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Cockroach your problems are not mine |
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I love life but with you I draw the line |
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Not to flaunt my superior design |
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But next to you I'm practically divine |
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Cockroach your problems are not mine |
