Perfectly Wicked
Squiggles
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#719
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I think this is as close as I'll be able to get.
..It was a dark night, the breeze rattling through the branches.
The Sherrif's carriage bustled down the road not knowing what was lying in wait.
I am Cannibal, Cannibal, Cannibal, I am. I am Cannibal, Cannibal, I'll eat you up.
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Posted 10-18-2010, 12:39 AM
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