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vined plants killed granny

Her vined plants strangled her in her sleep We knew it might happen, she sleeps so deep Only ninety-nine, one of the cousins said. We felt bad too that our young grandma was dead. Ninety-nine is not that young said the doc. To say it was the plants is kind of a crock. Women at age ninety-nine often die in their sleep. We stopped talking to this imbecile, he was a creep.

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