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6/27/2005 7:36:39 PM
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A Poem About Shishka
Shishka
You head lies flat on the bed.
The metal pressed firmly against the skull.
Will i pull the trigger on my glock.
Yes!
Pool of blood and brains no stains the bed.
Shishka's head is no nothing but debri.
I blew up Shiskas head.
EAST SHI T AND DIE -blam!-ES
