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T: One big monster, he called TROLL.
He don't rock, and he don't roll;
Drink no wine, and smoke no stogies.
He just Love To Eat Them Roguies.
-- The Roguelet's ABC
Blackout, heatwave, .44 caliber homicide,
The bums drop dead and the dogs go mad in packs on the West Side,
A young girl standing on a ledge, looks like another suicide,
She wants to hit those bricks,
'cause the news at six got to stick to a deadline,
While the millionaires hide
🎄 -- 🎍 -- 🍖 -- 👳 -- 📘 -- 🌳 -- 👔 -- 📒 -- 🎈 -- 🕺 -- 🐝 -- 🚙 -- 🌸 -- 👑 -- 🐊