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HOOD
Robin Hood you aren't I see them come they go
I close on you and them in and out day 'n night
you kick me open every time except the other night
when gentle you rubbed on me with this pretty gal
she was so sweet and was so scared coming
I looked away when she was leaving why?
What did you do to her you heartless bastard?
They rammed me of the frame the other night took you to jail.
I lay here bullet ridden I cannot leave
this hood.
I am a beaten crack-house-door opening no more.
helmut s. 98
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