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The knife in your bed, just there by habit,

What thoughts, go through your head as you go to grab it.

Is it what you do when you get in a panic?

Panic, grab it, stab it,

it’s no force of habit,

this is how you do your chavy act bit,

say things like c’mon let’s have it,

I think back on you now, you act so twatty,

matter of factly, always rowdy.

N.T.J 05/05/2016©