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Almost An Epitaph 7
Battling so hard for Jeff
Aching and exhausted, Death
Sat on a rock, and, out of breath,
Mopped his face with a handkerchief
Before he tossed the battered corse
Resplendent, o'er his boney horse.
poem
by
Morgan Michaels
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