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Elizabeth Bathory

Bathory, Bathory Come take a bath with me I hear it's a cure for asthma. Bathory, Bathory Please scrub my back for me And do not pee in the plasma. Bathory, Bathory Take off your hat for me Hang out with me on the piazza. Bathory, Bathory Lay down and nap with me That might erase my miasma.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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