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Body of lies

Jimmy told a heinous lie, And came to find, Someone had paid the price. It turned poor Jimmy's heart impure, But telling the truth made Jimmy sore, "To God be hell, for this ancient curse" Try as he did though, truth cannot be rehearsed. And soon did he realize The mounting bodies climbed, He'd try staying two steps behind, Whether ahead of the game, He wasn't so sure, But telling lies will only procure, "A state of disarray for every lie" Poor Jimmy'd sigh. On the eve of all hallow, He swam with the sharks, Deep in the shallow, And if death to him could be secured, Click click boom, Jimmy would be no more.

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Date: 3/18/2024 1:02:00 PM
Bad Jimmy!
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