October 16, 2007
By Joseph Hackett, Mauldin, SC

There is no time for you or me
For it was the blood we see.
And you and me will hang on the tree.
It was laced by a man more evil then me.
Our blood is his tea.
You still look better thin me.

Please sleep
Dont worry go deep
You new getting in heaven was'nt ceap.

It's only death
We only need to take our last breath
We dont have to worry about our health
For it's only death.
So long to earth.

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