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Smac972 - a memorial

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Smac972 made it to the pearly gates

and spoke to Saint Peter fair

"Saint Peter, can I contemplate,

"Before climbing the golden stairs?"

And St. Peter spoke, "Is this a joke?

Would you prefer the fiery lair?"

"Well, St. Pete, although heaven sounds sweet

there ain't hookers nor gin in there"

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redhat You never know what's going to happen tomorrow, so be wise and prepare your obituary now. How would you like yours to read?

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