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A Sticky End
help
....and so it begins
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(allow me to join - thus preserving rhythm)
With lungs full filled with gas he then espied yon spotted lass
'Get me oxygen!' cried he 'And I will let you pass'
Three months later - help arrived but all was quiet and dead

Corpse'd bin laden on the ground the feet due west of head.

The End

Thank you Chalky!
Audience
shouts, screams, generally goes wild for Raak
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