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A Sticky End
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....and so it begins
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It smelled like the bottom of a goat and feverishly quivered.
Bin Laden, macho to a fault, knocked it back in one
The effects were pretty instant, and sent him "on the run"
Up in the sky, where the CIA had their satellite
The 'strains' of his discomfort were transmitted, byte by byte.
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