They will give them to you.
Paracetamol
It's puppet virus
That climbs up the walls
Decorating balconies well
When you start singing.
-Joy on the balconies
I'm round like the Globe
By killing they tear me apart
Reducing me to skin
And juice I take out of the dead.
-Virus
Guess guesser
What is the grape
That the virus has
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