Translation (2008-07-03)
Zebra: I hear you got a job wrighting epitaphs.
Rat: Yes, but it's hard to sum up a person's life respectfully in just a few lines. Here, look at one I just did.
Poetry:
Here layeth Bob.
Who never got a job.
But don't be sad, be sunny.
He's done leeching your money.
Zebra: I don't think I'll hire you.
Rat: Hey... Does anything rhyme with "drunken hobo"?
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