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Sloshing through the blood,
Holding reddened knives,
Down the alley I flee,
There's no where left to hide.
The cops are closing in,
My hopes are wearing thin,
My crime was that I killed my friends and freed them from their sin!
- by Starry Starry Fright |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/16/2008 |
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- Title: Gory Jingle Bells
- Artist: Starry Starry Fright
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Description:
I was displeased with the Christmas season. This is what ended up being written. It's sung to the tune of "Jingle Bells".
I swear I'm not crazy. Apparently I had a "moment". - Date: 12/16/2008
- Tags: gory jingle bells
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Comments (2 Comments)
- shelly draven - 01/18/2009
- Lol, applause, applause, that was great, that's the way I used to feel about Christmas when I had to go to my aunt's. This past is the first year I haven't and it was GGGGRRRREAT. Thanks for the good laugh, this is awesome.
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- Unfound Dreams - 12/17/2008
- Its okay. I have alot of moments. This is good. I like it. I'm called crazyy alot too, mainly becaus eof the way my profile is, but oh well.
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