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Hair as red as a rose. Blown by the wind as it flows. Beauty like no other that always glows. Who is she? Only I know.   The window isn’t...

Hellish morning to all. Terror and horror may befall. This is a broadcast from hell, if I recall. Let's begin with our first victim to...

Hi, are you available on February fourteen? It is the day after February thirteen. You know, the day where love is celebrated, And where...

Cut, Slash, Chop, Slice, Steel made with a sharp edge, Blade of steel thy so pledge, Let it feel the hot flesh, With a skin that so...

Cut, slashed, wounded, Cut through the human flesh, A wound will be made so fresh, Slash the vein for blood of baksheesh, Look at the...