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Limerick the Smoker

There once was a ghost whom in life had smoked, Four packs of cigarettes a day. Fell asleep one night; Awoke to a fright; On fire was his entire estate!

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Date: 3/1/2019 2:30:00 AM
Haha the biggest smoke of his life. Should have given up. Tom.
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 3/1/2019 3:53:00 AM
The "smoke's on him, right Tom?
Date: 2/28/2019 10:00:00 PM
This one is smok'n!
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 3/1/2019 4:10:00 AM
Thanks Caren.
Date: 2/28/2019 8:36:00 PM
G'day M.L. … a good point to all. This happens too frequently - Lindsay
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 3/1/2019 4:10:00 AM
Sadly yes.
Date: 2/28/2019 6:56:00 PM
I bet he never got over it...blew his smokestack?
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M. L. Kiser
Date: 3/1/2019 4:10:00 AM
Ha...thanks.

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