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Brad
Looks like a dead man
He contracted conjunctivitis
And now he's coming to touch your stuff
Courtesy of Misa:
Brad
At first you were a fad
But now I wish you were my dad
"Bradley", by Misa and Kate
Brad is a fool
And a tool
He isn't cool
He likes to drool
And swim in the neighbour's pool
He didn't go to school
Nor learn that Misa rules
What a fool
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Leprosy
Brad I think you may have leprosy
And quite frankly it's disgusting me
Oh, I hope you
die of leprosy
Syphilis
HIV and conjunctivitis
Name an STI he'll probably be
A carrier of that entity
Recently
Your pasty face, it has been haunting me
I love you madly Bradley won't you stay
We can't be
apart another day
Herpes, gonorrhea I've contracted the whole lot
From the corpse I found in the Bradley family
plot
In the sack
People think I'm necrophiliac
It freaks me out when you lie still like that
As though
you were a cul-de-sac
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