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There once was a man who worked his whole life,
In order to retire with his pension suffice,
But he died in his sleep,
And his lover did weep,
For all his money was then left to his wife.
About the Creator
Rachael MacDonald
Avid Reader, Sometimes Poet, Occasional Writer, and searcher of truths often lost in the breaths between candy-coated lies.
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