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Life On Death Row

not getting to decide his last meal but must have been liked by the great give her in the sky for he was lucky to be pardoned twice in the past four weeks squeaking by debaiting a topic even de bated by peta but luck is just luck and just that in that time has a way of moving at the same pace but catching up all the same so after nights of gnawing wood it's under stood why he would have not fought for a better meal then peanut but ter when his mind's palette was surely filled with expenes ive cheeses before the mouse trap snapped last night right before midnight

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