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Everyone Knocks Neville

Neville Knox was a trusting soul, He believed all that people told him. Even those who came around, To harass and even scold him. No matter what the suggestion, He would do whatever they said. From putting his hand in the fire, To breaking a rock with his head. All in town would snicker and laugh, They really thought it was funny. He made it so easy to stiff him, And borrow all of his money. On a fateful day he was asked, By a group of people he trusted. To swallow a gallon of gas, Then spontaneously combusted. In a trophy case he resides, On his urn was this notation: Inside lies his final remains, Guilty of his own cremation.

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