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Jack Frost (Lyric) by Kitch
She loved to wear stillettoes, It made her feel superior, She sells her flesh in ghettos, She screams yet no one hears her. Beauty is tame, vain and skin deep, A plastic tube and needle, helps her to sleep. Her blood is a killer, multiplying, A baby inside herthat's already dying. But the pain of termination stings like bees, For she couldn't bear a scar of sleaze. There'll be no carousels or candy floss, Just a harlot who cries, and a baby that dies, in a burning spoon of Jack frost.

Up the ladder: Perfection
Down the ladder: walk out

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.428571
Weighted score: 5.1152606
Overall Rank: 5993
Posted: August 18, 2003 10:44 AM PDT; Last modified: August 18, 2003 10:44 AM PDT
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[7] Jeremi B. Handrinos @ 24.126.113.154 | 18-Aug-03/1:16 PM | Reply
Grody.
[6] justjay @ 138.89.40.219 | 18-Aug-03/8:39 PM | Reply
remember lyrics are poems that should be set to music. well in music u usually have a chorus and the chorus is usually repeated. i don't see that in there. it's a decent song but i think it needs alittle more work. good job so far though. 6
[7] richa @ 81.86.251.209 | 19-Aug-03/7:56 AM | Reply
Grim writing, quite liked it
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