

Little Pretty Little Pretty sat on a logLittle Pretty by ~MsDuck
Little Pretty's head was nothing but fog
Little Pretty stared at the butterflies
Little Pretty listened to nature's soothing lies
Little Pretty wanted to try
Little Pretty couldn't move but to cry
Everyone knows the story
Everyone knows the Sheriff's glory
Everyone knows the anger
Everyone knows the Sheriff's hunger
Everyone knows the shame
Everyone knows the Sheriff's to blame
The Sheriff screamed
The Sheriff said things he didn't mean
The Sheriff was scared
The Sheriff knew the town didn't care
The Sheriff cried
The Sheriff hanged until he died
Little Pretty was now content
Now that his to
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On really romantic evenings of self, I go salsa dancing with my confusion.
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knockin'[die]
knockin'[life]