Stocks
Roll up, roll up,
Take your best shot
I'll chew up all your hatred,
Anger and scorn
Then spit them back in your face
Rain down your judgmental daggers
I'll catch them in my teeth
And plunge them in your back
Let he who is without sin
Cast the first rotten cabbage
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