It's a cold, wintry
spring day, and death
awaits to catch
anyone who attacks it.
It shakes you until
you want to give
up the ghost, but
you can't run.
But death reaches
out and grabs you
until you can't fight
it anymore, and that's
a sad case. Blah!
Blah! Blah! Blah!
Oh, I wish it weren't
so Blah!
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