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The Dark Visitor
02/25/2010 @ 6:13pm
By:
rawrseason

Kipper: Sir, sir. Here I do say.
I went fishing, like you said, by the bay.
I came back, as I said I would
And couldn't believe my eyes!
On the way back, dressed in black
With his sickle.
I am leaving now, to my sister.
My only family before I die.

Sir: Kipper, Kipper! Don't be ridiculous!
Death is not among us.
Death is dead. No such thing.
No when It's dinner time, I expect to hear the dinner bell go ding.

Kipper was no fool. He left.

Sir: I see, I see, who are you?

Death: Forgive me for your friend.
I wasn't referring to him.
I wanted to ask where you were, sir.
Let's get this over with.
I must find the one named Kipper.


 
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