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Stop! Stop! stop!
That is all she ever said, that is all she ever heard.
Never stop or you'll lose, was all she ever thought
Stop and you'll never pick up, was what she was told.
Don't stop I tell you, you'll never get going.
Over and over and over again.
Those hits she asked to be stopped.
Over and over and over again,
Those curses she tried to block out.
Stop! Stop! Stop!
That is all she ever heard.
Go, rush, catch up,
Stop....
Dumb, incompetent, stupid
Stop....
Hopeless, dull, uninteresting
Stop...
Nerd, dufus, bore
Stop...
Stop, and stop and stop,
How could she agree more.



