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Got a clue?
Contributed by
thisismesodeal
on
Saturday, 14th July 2007 @ 08:30:55 AM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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Turns out it was.. Mr. Green. In the library. With the knife. It's always Mr. Green. I'm always Mr. Green. Life doesnt make since sometimes. a lot of times Most of the time But if life were to suddenly start to make since I doubt it would be in a tuff situation Sometimes its not until much later in life When you can step back and look at the whole game board Because thats what life is. A game board With 9 rooms 181 places to move Secrets. And an unlimited amount of choices to make. And most importantly, A stairway. To move up. And to move on. Life is a tricky game. Remember that. When you think youve finally got a strategy down And you think youve finally caught a clue. Youll find out It was really Mrs. Scarlet In the kitchen with the noose. Mr. Green just helped her move the body.
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2007-07-14 08:30:55] (Date/Time posted on
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