I hate
Anna Reuben
I hate you
I hate you
And all your stupid friends too
Rot in hell
You smell
I hope you fry in a big fat wok
Or drown in a can of fizzy pop
I�d like to crush you in a sarnie
Or see you roast upon the barbie
May a big fat rock land on your head
Or something very heavy instead
So I hate you
I hate you
I hope you get squashed by a tree
Words cant express what you mean to me
Not a lot actually
I hate you
I hate you
I hate
I
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