Skinny Reaper
Hey! Dear Grim Reaper, tell me your secret.
How is it that you are so skinny?
even after devouring so many souls.
Is it the scythe. May I PLEASE borrow it for later.
I have chicken for dinner tonight.
To skim the meat clean of the fat,
Give me your recipe.
Or is it the wine that goes with your kill?
Is it Merlot or sauvignon blanc?
Don't tell me it is from the workout,
you get from hunting your prey... :P
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