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Where's my nominations
What the hell is up with that
You think you can get me to leave
Like some stuck up spoiled brat
Don't worry, I'm here to stay
I'll pop in from time to time
You think this shit is easy
Making up all these stupid rhymes
Just remember this my HDC pals
When you're celebrating your wins
Without me this site is nothing
My taunting shall begin
None of you will be spared
Try to hide and I shall find you
My rhyming skills will take you down
You'll be crying when I am through
So carry on with your little awards
Listen to Neverending radio and V
Whilst my twisted mind conjures up more poems
As you rats try to scurry and flee
Do I sound bitter, no not at all
I know what V has up his sleeve
He will present me with the best award
"HDC Hall Of Famer" on Tuesday eve
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