The Werewolf Stuck On Ur Star


Tar Needs B All Over H.E.R. Fur. U, Cause Me Such Calamity.
Actuality, Ain't U. Go. Go Away.
Bay @ The Moon, Elsewhere.
Swear After Swear Until, U, Get There.
Stare @ Ur Foolishness No Longer.
Bringer Of Dread, There Is, A Dogcatcher, I'm 'Bout 2 Call 2 Get U Gone.
Bone 2 B Found Elsewhere. Go.
No, I Will Never Like This Stupid Werewolf.
Life, Please, Rid Me Of Such A Tradgedy.

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