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There once was a girl named MaryJane. She was a pothead. She loved other drugs. But she prefered her left-handed ciggs.
One day MaryJane was walking in the woods and she smelled a wonderful aroma coming from insie the gingerbread house. She decided
to wait til dark and do a little B&E. Bad idea. They were still up. They shot her.She crawled outside and died. Now when
your walking thru the woods and come across a nice smelling gingerbread house don't break in they will shoot. THE END
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