Fred is Dead
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Complete Tue, Sep 1, 2015<5 mins
Exactly what the title says.
In every part, Fred dies in some way, whether they be realistic or stupid, heart-breaking or just plain dumb.
In this series, I start every first line with "This is Fred," and every last line "Fred is Dead". Using nothing but rhyme, I try to piece together a death for our poor guy.
Meh, enjoy
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