.F.D.C. I slap you, but
S.C.S. you love it and
B.D.S. I shoot down with
ICBM, no escape
You crouch down
holding your tongue,
You grasp with
a hand full of dirt
Last counterattack of dying ants
You'll be dead
Throw abaut!
No one cares after all
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