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August 5, 2003

Trash Talking

  I got in Death's face one day.			
  "F__k You!" I said, full of defiance.
  He just grinned back at me and replied:
  "I heard you wuz a writer.  Is that your best shot?"
  I knew that it wasn't a fair game, and,
  As a Superstar, Death never gets called for 
  Unsportsmanlike Conduct or Taunting.
  I had figured out who would have the last laugh.
  It wasn't going to be me.
  Small comfort that my last laugh would be my own.
  I put on my best game face and played on,
  Knowing I could get blind-sided on the very next play.

grim reaper walking

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