These days \'Death\' dresses with more flair.
Looks more prestigious, debonair.
New gold watch shows that he does care.
When \'your time\'s up\' he\'ll be right there!
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He ditched his scythe it\'s obsolete.
These days the Reaper\'s more discrete.
Without it will be bittersweet,
not easy being indiscreet.
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He\'s decked out in tales and top hat,
don\'t be fooled by any of that!
He\'s more bad luck than a black cat.
Death\'s one cat you don\'t wanna pat!
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His persona he can\'t disguise,
stay clear of him I would advise.
In a heartbeat you\'ll realize.
\'Tis too late you\'ve met your demise!
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His fake charade is appalling;
he\'s a slimeball, in sheep\'s clothing.
Your life and death is his plaything
and he don\'t care \"who\'s bell he\'ll ring\"~
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