What happened when you stepped on my snail, you know I was innocent.
She gave birth to her beautiful tricolor pussy, I will never be able to forgive you.
And don't tell me it was unintentional, I won't accept your lies,
Your excuses will not deceive me, I know that you have always hated me.
I am good and nothing happens, I am bad and nothing happens,
There is no differentiation, the strange thing is that nothing happens .
Blue blood walks happily across the floor,
Before they do not capture anything of the pain that is expanding in their soft flesh,
The consequences are clear. Animals that can fly
Having them brings bad luck, animals that know how to swim
I have always been told that they are bad luck.

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