He was in a bind because he was way behind: he was willing to make a deal.
He came across this young man running, and mighty fast, too.
And Grim jumped upon a hickory stump and said: "Boy let me tell you what:
"If you can make it through my torture house in an hour, You'll live forever, and if you don't you will die which will be sour."
The boy said: "My name's Smith and it might be a sin,
"But I'll take your bet, your gonna regret, 'cos I'm the fastest that's ever been!"
Smith started out in a room filled with gnomes staring at him. “This is uncomfortable.” Smith said.
He went in to a room filled with nice looking cars. “No time to look.” said Smith.
He went into a hallway filled with bookshelves. “No time to read” said Smith.
He went on to a quite narrow bridge, hoping he wouldn't fall.
He went into the Maze Room, where he said “Grim, this is the easiest maze I've ever been through!”
He had to swim, which was alright with him.
He went into the Noise Room, even though it was supposed to be torture, he loved it!
He went into the art room where he said “I don't give a flying piece of dog crap about art!”
Now he had to go up the stairs and he had only 2 minutes left.
He made it up to the top, but he was 27 minutes too late.
Grim had won the bet, and now death was taking it's due.
Grim got into his work clothes
And Smith got into his death clothes.
He begged, but Grim said “We made a deal and you lost.”
That was the time the Grim Reaper went down to Sunset Valley.
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