Death Opened a Boutique

On friday the 13th, death opened a boutique
On the champs elysees
Selling fear and dismay
Open seven days a week
It was de rieugur and chic
For the wicked and the weak
Death opened a boutique

People came from far and near
To buy poison and tears
The decor was delectable
The service impeccable
It was expensive - what isn't?
It sold black plague and socialism
There was no reason to exist
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