Poem on Lé Satan

Satan!Satan! He's my friend
He will save my in the end

I'll strike you down
he'll cheer me on

Cut your throat
make your head get gone

Slit your wrist
shred your face

Kick you down
spray you with mace

Rip out your brain
punch your head

Stab your chest
now you're Dead!

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