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The judge blows the whistle, and everyone falls down...
Crutches in the air - braces on the ground...
The crowd begins to laugh, at the helpless tarts...
No pity for the freaks, because they're fun to watch...
Retarts in potato sacks
One-legged amputees lying on their backs
Stupid fucking mongoloids drowning in the pool
Parapalegics in their chairs - all they do is drool
NO LIMBS - NO FEET
NO LIPS - CAN'T EAT
CAN'T WALK - CAN'T SEE
NO COCK - CAN'T PEE
Half of them have died, when the day is over...
No trophies given out, 'cause all of them are LOSERS...
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