A bottle breaks a face cuts an ear that falls down.
Starving dog finds his snack Chews, bits, spits and run away.
Starving dog finds his snack Chews, bits, spits and run away.
The teeth that once were smiling
Are now lying on a pond of blood
Along with them is a cold hard body
Waiting for kicks that soon will come.
The man is now dumped
Yelling for his forth coming death.
A fire-gun shoots twice,
Giving him his pleaded rest.
Smelly rotten meat,
A present to the rats,
Filling a shallow grave,
The same old common trap
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