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He read the letter of great misfortune, a letter concerning his wifes abortion
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| why oh why, must my wife have a life | |
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His world crashed down, when the destructive robot came to town
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| oh robot of doom, why must you destroy room? | |
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Now all that is left from dread, is a hammer and a nail in his head
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| this causes much pain, but death is my gain | |
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