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The House of the Dead

Welcome to the house of the dead, from now on everyone will be fed Welcome to the house of the dead, you can have that gigantic bed and a comfortable place to lay your head; you will have food galore and plenty of time to dance on the floor. You will have seventy working hours per week and enough time to stroll around the street. Welcome to the house of the dead you will meet the grizzly bear underneath the bed; it will give you an assignment to deliver to hell so read the instructions carefully before you go through the door; place it underneath your tongue and put the magnetic chip in the filling between your gum, sweet, bitter, sweet and savory, pride is waiting for proud Mary deliver the chip to the jewelry store and you will see a bright light reflect before you go through the door and he will read the message. Welcome to the house of the dead, the army is coming around the bend they are going towards the border to prevent the summer disorder, millions will cross over and the battle will be over, there will be no need to fight for everyone will understand the sacrifice and work with what they have got. They will gather skirts, apron, jeans and socks to fill the entire map far away from the border. Welcome to the house of the dead, these are the instructions to have a perfect day, so listen carefully to what I have to say, you must complete these tasks, but you must not change sauce, turkeys, Sweden and NATO must meet the European union will greet and hungry must walk down the street and feed the refugees. Welcome to the house of the dead, it’s time to get out of bed, the air is clean, and I understand your dream; you can't mix butter and sour cream You can shower twice per day or have a hot bath seven days of the week. Welcome to the house of the dead you must pick up your schedule before you go to bed, breakfast is at six, and coffee break is at nine and you must go through the gate so that I can serve breakfast to guest at ten. Welcome to the house of the dead, I have won the bet and I am going to make you sweat. Welcome to the house of the dead!

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