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I just knew something sick would happen to me again
Now I was watchin' dogs catchin' frisbees in the park
One came up to me, looked annoying, started to bark
I asked "what's the problem, my furious friend"
I couldn't believe how fast he attacked me, bit off my hand
The bitch was running away, I was in need for my fingers
cause lonely nights force me to do nasty thing-es
Is it luck I found a rock or was it predicted?
Anyway I had to stop the quickety-shit head
So I threw the stone but no, fortuna left me this time
it got some old man, he fell to the ground, screaming and dyin'
"I'm so dope" I said to myself after strikin' the fart
It was time to get my hand back, the dog was somewhere in the park
"maybe he's hiding, maybe he's reading a book" I thought
but then,...my thoughts was wrong
the motherfucker was at the playground he ate kids like snacks
"Now it's my turn" my mind turned and I grabbed the fuck's legs
I made him fly like a bird, too bad he didn't have wings
maybe he could've escaped the helicopter's rotator thing
It was a mess, anyway I took my hand and went on
to new adventures and journies, and back to jack off in the mornin'
Like always,...oh...like always
The Smashman
thank you for your attention, now get me a drink, bitch!
Another Fallen Soldier 
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