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The Happy Reaper
Maybe Death should be personified as a
Merry mayhemic fellow, chopping heads
While laughing through his homicidal day
Fitting taller people into shorter beds
The Merry Reaper isn’t really grim
Lurking about and cackling in mania;
He’s simply doing what is best for him
Relieving humans of their crania
He keeps his lawn trim, and he’s really sweet,
And he lives up the block, along your street!
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