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Saved By The Coffin

Today the man died

His wife and kids were crying

Then came the 'we take care of everything' men.

They saw the coffin, checked it.

Oh yeah...too bad he's dead...

Papers out.... Signed... Done...

And then the money...

Happy....???

Not now...

Maybe tomorrow...

Thank God he died...

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Aug 23, 2011
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