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He'd planned it all so careful
His very first act of rape
Surveyed and selected
His route of escape

And now she was approaching
Seeming not a care on her mind
Totally unaware
As he crept up behind

Without any warning
She spun quickly around
A swift darting kick fetched him
Retching to the ground

A steel tipped toe cap
Drove into his head
With yet another to ensure
He was well and truly dead

Her very first murder
She didn't know when
But the urge would return and
She'd prowl the streets again

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