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Résumé Razors pain you; Rivers are damp; Acids stain you; And drugs cause cramp. Guns aren't lawful; Nooses give; Gas smells awful; You might as well live. |
Braggart You will be frail and musty With peering, furtive head, While I am young and lusty Among the roaring dead. Time doth flit, Oh shit! |
