'Who Wants To be dead,50 cents'
'that doesn't make any sense'
said little jimmy bentz
'of course that makes sense
I just point it to your head and...'
'that still doesn't make ANY sense'
said a confused Jimmy Bentz
'Look kid I just need some cents'
' OK sir here it i...'
Poor Jimmy had been dead
by a bullet in his head
the clerk took the cents
so Jimmy didn't get his cents..
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