They hardly ever spoke,
They were just a bunch of quiet folk,
But for no reason along came Death in his cloak,
And burned their town up in fire and smoke,
The vicious flames he continued to stoke,
To him it was nothing but a cruel joke,
But now all the town's people's tears do is soak...
They hardly ever spoke...
Not even when Death came along in his cloak...
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