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Recording a Rape

It is one hell of a risk Away The Cops could Stan whisk, By Jeff's window with a disc They'll think he's there to things frisk, Although, slow Stan's moves not brisk... Stan means recording a rape; He's gone there, too, with a tape Any funny noise Clean Escape; He's learnt to jump like an ape... But Jeff has got a shot gun; If he sees Stan, end of fun! He, sure, shall blow Stan's brains out, As he thinks of getting out All gun's cartridges fire, All idle killers hire! The idea is damned risky, Stan suspect of downed whisky.

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