R.I.P. Grandpa Jack
as he sat there sweating in the august heat
his heart skipped but only one beat
as he fell to the ground with tears in his eyes
he thought to himself
everyone dies
so he sat there and thought
atleast my life will be better
because i know my soul will be here forever!
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