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a dear old man's sudden demise.

Submitted:Aug 15, 2011    Reads: 12    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


Mr .Yill.

Dear old Mr. Yill,

Suddenly he became very ill.

So he went to the doctor did Mr. Yill,

Where he got a tincture and a pill.

He didn't improve it must be said,

Now poor old Mr. Yill is dead.

His family gathered for the reading of the will,

They never realised he was so ill.

They and I miss him still,

Dear old, poor old Mr. Yill.


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