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The Curse: Part 1
The Curse: Part 1 (If it is a man)
The god of Curses awake
Take the famous poison and erect your tongue to spit
I want to curse!
The god of curses whose sex we speculate
Not he Nor she crane your face
I want to curse!
A mortal sat on his bottom to hack my system
May his bottom develop hiccups
So that when talks to his in-laws
He farts in small installments and laughs
This mortal posted images rarely seen at noon
May his kingdom stand when there is no offer
And may his Kingdom fall when there is an offer!
So that he begs throughout life
While biting his lower lip with a wish!
The mortal posted 98 pics of his pick
May he be caught writing graffiti
On the official car of a stressed soldier holding a gun
With only one bullet left
The mortal is waiting for the damage. Sawa!
Now here comes the mother of all curses:
May I meet you in the street, especially after I have taken a heavy meal
And there are no witnesses…
I swear, I swear, haki, I suea!
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