Victim Of Voodoo
By FallinTears
I wonder if this will workWhen I rig up this doll?Uh! Lets work out this quirkShe’s not very small at allOh look! She just the sameWhat a striking resemblanceAlmost time to start the gameNow you’ll pay for your ignoranceHaha! I’m just about doneOnly the finishing touches leftYour hair up in a bunAnd the flatness in your chest!Now I stand you upI shiver you look so goodThe suggestions in a cupNow which 1 to pick I shouldA little pinch in the shinA punch in the chinA scar on the skinHey I might win!A poke in the eyeA stab in the thighDo I hear you sigh?Time to say bye bye!I pull of the hairA push in the chairScratched by a bearI really don’t careI kick in the shoulderA smash with a boulderA burn with cigar smolderThink you’ll get older?A punch in the signerA bite on the fingerA lapse in the thinkerYour breath start to linger?I’m not quite doneYou lousy son of a gunWhere you going hun?You’ll miss all the funA twist of the wristA hit with the mistA punch you’ve been kissedYou’re on my listLike a cow you mooWhat’s on your shoe?Now look at youVictim of VoodooHahahahah. Inside joke. Written November 25th, 2001 © on Nov 24 2001 04:00 PM PST 18 • 0 • 14
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"I wonder if this will workWhen I rig up this doll?Uh! Lets work out this quirkShe’s not very small at allOh look! She just the sameWhat a striking resemblanceAlmost time to start the gameNow you’ll pay for your ignoranceHaha! I’m just about doneOnly the finishing touches leftYour hair up in a bunAnd the flatness in your chest!Now I stand you upI shiver you look so goodThe suggestions in a cupNow which 1 to pick I shouldA little pinch in the shinA punch in the chinA scar on the skinHey I might win!A poke in the eyeA stab in the thighDo I hear you sigh?Time to say bye bye!I pull of the hairA push in the chairScratched by a bearI really don’t careI kick in the shoulderA smash with a boulderA burn with cigar smolderThink you’ll get older?A punch in the signerA bite on the fingerA lapse in the thinkerYour breath start to linger?I’m not quite doneYou lousy son of a gunWhere you going hun?You’ll miss all the funA twist of the wristA hit with the mistA punch you’ve been kissedYou’re on my listLike a cow you mooWhat’s on your shoe?Now look at youVictim of VoodooHahahahah. Inside joke...."