Ellery Sneed had one great need
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To do everything just right,
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If things were not planned and all done by hand
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He would ready himself for a fight
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One afternoon while sitting alone
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He came to a great realization
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When it's his turn to die
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Will there be enough time for plenty of planned preparation
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With a few minutes thought his decision was clear
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A fate most perfectly neat
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Not a friend could remain to witness his death
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So a terminal wine he would treat.
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The plan was to hold a very large feast
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Serving the wine at the end
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Joining the fun would be everyone
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He'd been calling his friend
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Invitations went out, all guests did arrive,
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The meal looked a great success,
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Deciding the time he brought out the wine,
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Up stood a familiar guest.
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Here's a toast to our gracious host
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Said Ell's friend Billingford Bluffer
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Never in my life will I taste but a bite
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Of a more perfectly planned out supper.
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The Perfectionist
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| Saga |
