rockin'robin
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With his heavy reaper, Death raps hard on the door of a house of a little old lady in her 90's.
He waits.
He raps harder on the door.
Finally the little old lady opens the door, looks up at the dark, ominous figure and smiles.
In a cold, heavy, deep voice he says,
"I AM DEATH!"
The little old lady having pity on him says, "That's ok, I'll speak up a little louder!"
He waits.
He raps harder on the door.
Finally the little old lady opens the door, looks up at the dark, ominous figure and smiles.
In a cold, heavy, deep voice he says,
"I AM DEATH!"
The little old lady having pity on him says, "That's ok, I'll speak up a little louder!"
