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Woman, girl these humans we need The justice they need While men hate the woman well that is some men The womanizer abuses one by one like dominos in the guinness world record
Because I love you This isn't the Taming of the Shrew Nor is it Winnie the Pooh It's strictly something between me and you Now don't think that love has to hide You don't have to be my bride
Written once, by a man of a famous name, Were words that love could not tame, For behind the curtain his words came, And then Hamlet would cry out, even when lame,
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The pestilent air around me breathed.
The "Once Upon a Time"s and "the Last Week I"s never really seemed like much When such a better way existed To tell a story.   And when I took into account all that I knew about 
Shall I compare thee to your brilliant self? May your intelligence pray tell more lines? When I see your books sitting on the shelf It reminds me of your wonderful rhymes Sometimes I recall your serious death
Master, Master feed me faster; Liars blood the garbage bastard Fetus of a forest howl Taste of Garbage fear and foul Cry of child and poo of man Leg of cat and hair of Ann Bunny dust and earth-worms ring,
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