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Before you turn cold, There’s a walk I am told, it’s called growing old. It’s important to know, that before you go, the walk will be fraught with peril and woe. So hold your head high, and spit in its…

The deadly arrow from the quiver came The target was hit with exacting aim A strike to the heart by the fatal blow Succumbed he at once to his unknown foe For bind he had been, he was not stupid…