He grabbed me round my slender neck,
I could not call or scream!
He dragged me to his dingy room
Where he could not be seen.
He tore away my flimsy wrap
And looked upon my form.
I was so cold and wet and scared,
Whilst he was hot and warm.
His feverish lips he pressed to mine
I gave him every drop
He drained me of my very self
I could not make him stop
He made me what I am today
That's why you find me here
A broken bottle, thrown away
That once was filled with beer!
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