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Persian rug protector

I know who could have your grave dug, Your life stop with a reserved slug Just for bearing a water jug And treading on his Persian rug... Not that jug's content you had spilled But you have his trust in you killed In his heart carved a wound not healed Of the things he'd seek: Battlefield! The chap who could seize someone's mug And let it a great deal him bug That one couldn't off the idea shrug... What a Persian Rug protector, Self helping with Lie Detector.

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