Highly pregnant she walks into the supermarket
In the toilet she delivers her baby
The new liveform, she puts in a bag
And smashes it against the wall
Bones are broken, bodyparts separated
Blood and slime flow together
The whole porridge she then throws in a dust-bin
A few times she did, she slayed a few of her children
A few times she slayed her own flesh and blood
Before she was caught by the authorities
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