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The sad tale of Viv
There once was a gal named Viv
Who felt she had no reason to live
She lived on the street
Begged for food she would eat
Felt no one, a shit they did give
Too much drinking gave Viv a bad liver
One night took a stroll by the river
Thought about the shape she was in
Decided she'd jump in
Viv was Jewish, so her family sat shiva
