PNEUMONIA
I could never love Pneumonia.
She tried to kill me.
She is the sister of death and the mistress to the devil
The Concubine Queen of CBC old Sarkness.
Her kiss ditch kill.
Her embrace is cold and murderous.
No I could never love Pneumonia.
SPITTING AT THE WALL
SPITTING at the wall on a cold rainy day Seems my shadow takes a crawl Under it I can climb across Use a cheap ladder Get angels from Heaven to take me over. Nothing can hold me back when I have a hungry family to feed. When there is a need Nothing can impede!
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