Grotne nuke. Grotne Nike. Grotne go home on your bike.
Little boy crying at the bottom of the tree.
They won't come down and he
Is afraid of the tree.
He runs home to mama, who laughs to see such sport.
She dies, and the drug users come and take over Daddy's life.
Grotne home. Grotne Hume. Grotne bone and chicken loom.
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