I put my gun to her head,
And slowly pulled the trigger.
I took my knife and cut her throat,
To let her bleed I figured!
I tied her heels and pulled her high,
Upon a cross-tie log.
Cause it was New Years so I killed,
Our fat old family, hog!!
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