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Pop goes the brain cells.
A sickly pink liquid that puts me to sleep.
metal tormented, helpless medicine...
I'll only take medicine if it's followed by sweets
or liquid Hg Mercury!
No...a broken bottle of liquid gold or what?
We wonder why brain cells go
PopPopPopPop?
Seriously. Test our immortality.
A sickly pink liquid that puts me to sleep
from a broken bottle of liquid Mercury
will seep through our clothes and under our skin
And test our immortality
followed by sweets...
AHHH! IT'S LIKE LIQUID FIRE!
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