good bye
like he thunderous pound of the dragon's wings,the black widow bites,the scorpion stings,
or the sly rattlesnake that waits in the grass,
striking out as you start to pass,
soon you feel the venom run thru your veins,
and you go to a place you feel ne pain.
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