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In youth, it was the way I had, to do my best to please. To change with every passing lad, to sooth his theories. But now I know the things I know and do the things I do, and if you do not like me so, to hell, my love, with you.

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Razors pain you,
Rivers are damp,
Acids stain you,
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful,
Nooses give,
Gas smells awful.
You might as well live.

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