Picture a fellon with a appite to catch a bite
with teath shapened and its like sharks grin-an
she's a picture of evil wearing army fatiques
with shades on eyes to the boots on her feet.
Hair white as a stuckle ceiling. a fit of rage she start the killing
If you sittin still you get stuck with her six inch heel.
razor blade stabs peiceing your flab, pain like hell from scizzor nails
She cant wait ready to scrape wont hesitate
to have face draped on a plate. Then crack your knee cap and decapitate.
when ever she fights your head can be on a pike if you like.
Bet you cant spit with your lips twisted and head dented.
Her enemies heads dangle poles loosely.
spot her and it will be the last thing that you see.

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