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Grim Reaper Waits

He lurked in the corner of the shadows below Waiting patiently for his victim, a guy who moved quite slow Jim had a feeling, so he dragged his feet a bit When the Grim Reaper grabbed him, he threw a tiny fit You know it’s your time, the Grim Reaper said to him. His voice was serious, which sobered the guy named Jim. He pleaded, could have another week or two? The Grim Reaper said “no, I have come to claim you.”

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