when i hate you
d'you feel it too?
i wish you knew
my beloved foe
when i hate you
tis not a new
this feeling grows
in sun and snow
when i hate you
i'll hang you low
down in the flue
no tales of woe
when i hate you
it won't be due
till i see you
rest in the blue
when i hate you
mind if i kill you?
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