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I arrived at the green Clermont private

nursing agency this is Angela speaking

can I help you

bujjamma him and Harrison have you got

new information about that new job oh

wait a minute here it is we need a

private nurse the mrs. kitty Blakemore

Kitty Blakemore the famous writer yes

said Angela that's right man there isn't

really much wrong with her

her heart he's a little weak but she's

not really ill she's just a

hypochondriac oh I see one of those

what's the address

the Grange Kingsfield Sussex said Angela

she wants you to be there tomorrow

morning good hack early next morning I

drove to Kingsfield a pretty little

village near the sea the Grange was just

outside the village at the end of a

private road it was a large grey house I

rang the bell and waited no one answered

so I rang it again

at last the door opened and a young

blonde girl appeared she wore a dark

blue dress and a white apron she stood

there and stared at me yes she said I'm

nurse Harrison I said the nursing agency

sent me

only coming I followed her into the hall

a tall woman about 40 years old was

coming down the stairs

nurse Harrison

she asked we shook hands I'm Stella

vixen the housekeeper she was quite

beautiful but also a little strange and


she was very controlled and there was

something mysterious about her eyes I

hope you'll be happy here

she said Charlotte will show you to your

room now then she smiled at me strangely

and walked away

I followed Charlotte up the stairs and

down a long corridor she pushed open a

door at the end here's your room she

said I put down my suitcase I waited for

her to go away but she didn't

instead she sat down on my bed why do

you want to work in this place she asked

it's just a job I replied this is

Blakemore's terrible said Charlotte

she's not really sick she just wants to

lie in bed all day and give us orders I

don't know why her husband likes her he

famous - you know he writes wonderful

music have you ever heard of him

no well here's lucky he's away at the

moment he's working in Wales poor us we

have to stay here with her

Charlotte was talking and I was brushing

my hair and looking at her in the mirror

she took something out of her apron

pocket and examined it suddenly there

was a knock at the door and she jumped

off the bed she quickly put the thing

back in her pocket

Stella vixen came in are you still here

Charlotte she said hurry up and go

downstairs oh and mrs. Blake Moore has

lost one of her rings it's not in her

jaw box do you know anything about it

quite Charlotte angrily

I didn't take it all right said Miss

vixen calm down I only said do you know

anything about it no hello and go and do

your work then she turned to me if

you're ready nurse Harrison we will go

and see mrs. Blake more now

mrs. Beakman


I followed miss vixen down the corridor

we went to another part of the house she

knocked on a heavy white door and we

walked into mrs. Blakemore's bedroom the

curtains were half closed and the room

was quite dark a woman about 55 years

old was sitting up in bed is that the

nurse she asked in a sharp voice I was

surprised because she really did look

very white and sick some bottles of

medicine and bottles of pills were on

the table beside the bed the bed itself

was covered with books letters and

half-eaten chocolates yes this is nurse

Harrison said the housekeeper good said

mrs. Blake more now you get out and

leave us alone I was astonished but miss

vixen said nothing she just smiled

politely and left the room mrs. Blake

Moore stared at me you look intelligent

nurse she said these others they're all

useless I'm not getting better you know

I'm getting worse a look of fear came

into her eyes do you know sometimes I

think that someone is poisoning me

nonsense I said you just need some nice

fresh air I pulled back the curtains and

opened the window

sunlight poured into the room I took her

temperature it was perfectly normal now

mrs. Blake more I said a nice walk in

the garden will make you feel a lot


oh don't be silly

she said I'm much too weak at that

moment Miss vixen opened the door and

said dr. spensser is here a short fat

man with glasses came in and how's my

patient today he asked I got a very

nasty taste in my mouth doctor she

complained my legs hurt and I feel sick

ah he said but you've got a nice new

nurse what a lucky woman you are listen

doctor said mrs. Blake more I'm not

getting better I was sick last night oh

dear said dr. spensser you've been

eating too many chocolates he smiled at

her and then at me I'm really sick you

fool said mrs. Blake more angrily My

dear lady said dr. spensser gently

please don't worry you worry too much

he looked at me I'll just give her a

little injection it will calm her down I

nodded she has some strange ideas he

said she's a writer you see the

injection worked soon she was lying

there quietly then dr. Spencer noticed

the chocolates look what did I say no

chocolates dear dear yes my nephew

always brings me chocolates said mrs.

Blake more your nephew my nephew our

vicar the Reverend John Palmer

she explained in a tired voice

oh so he's your nephew is he that's


said the doctor I didn't know that I

told you hundreds of times said mrs.

Blake more your memory isn't very good

is it

or perhaps you just want to annoy me

he laughed a little nervously and he

left the room useless man she said then

she smiled at me strangely I've got a

little joke for dr. Spencer have you I

said yes I have told him that I'm going

to leave him a lot of money in my will

when I die but it's not true

no I'm not going to leave him anything

mrs. Blake more laughed weakly he's a

useless doctor why don't you get a new

one I asked this isn't London you know

she said this is the country there's

only one other doctor near here and he

lives 10 miles away he's useless - the

world is full of useless people she

closed her eyes anyway I'm leaving all

my money to my nephew but what about

your husband Edward her face looked

almost kind for a moment Edward doesn't

want my money he has plenty of his own

even this house is his anyway he doesn't

really care about money he only thinks

about music

she put another chocolate in her mouth

and ate it outside in the corridor

I met Charlotte she was carrying mrs.

Blakemore's lunch

she took it into the bedroom and then

she showed me the way to the kitchen

here we all ate in silence until Bernard

the cook suddenly put down his knife and

fork what do you think of her then he

asked me mrs. Blaine more oh she seems


I replied all right he said she's rude

selfish and mean do you know she's got

lots of money loads of it but she always

makes us use the last little bit of

everything the last bit of milk the last

bit of bread well perhaps she doesn't

like to waste anything I said there was

silence again

mrs. Blakemore thinks that someone is

poisoning her I said Bernhard laughed

who really he said I'm sure that we

would all like to poison her if we could

I would do it if I could think of a good

way Miss vixens face went white

Banette well it's true isn't it

he said you don't like I either do you

Miss vixen didn't answer Bernard went to

get the ice cream from the fridge he

walked with some difficulty I saw that

he had something wrong with his left leg

suddenly Charlotte said to me that's a

nice ring new hair it's a diamond didn't


yes I said at last the conversation had

changed I'm getting married next year

my boyfriend's name's David and he's a

sailor he's going to be away at sea for

the next six months oh I'd like to get

married too

Charlotte said I want to marry a rich

man then I can have a big house like

this and a maid

she laughed who knows perhaps it misses

Blakemore dies mr. Blakemore will marry

me he's a bit old but he's famous and he

is rich if that's a joke

Charlotte it's not very funny said Miss

vixen Bernard laughed again yes

Charlotte keep your mouth shut

mr. Blakemore would never want to marry

a silly little girl like you


three a nasty taste

after lunch I visited my patient she was

asleep the plate was by the bed she

hadn't eaten very much hmm

I thought she doesn't need all these

bottles of Medicine and pills she just

needs some vitamin tonic I decided to

walk into the village and buy some for

her it was a beautiful afternoon and the

village looked very pretty as I passed

the church I remembered that the vicar

was mrs. Blakemore's nephew so I went

inside to have a look it was a lovely

old building but it was in a terrible

condition some of the colored glass in

the windows was broken and there were

holes in the roof

there was only one shop in King's field

the woman who owned it was busy she was

talking to a thin man in a black suit oh

dear vicar

she said it's going to cost a lot of

money to mend that roof don't worry mrs.

Owen he said we will get the money then

she noticed me a stranger her smile

disappeared yes she said the vicar

turned round I could see his face now it

was a proud face with a thin mouth and

dull eyes so this was mrs. Blakemore's

nephew hello

I said brightly a bottle of tonic please

that evening I saw Reverend Palmer again

I had just helped mrs. Blake more to go

to her bathroom she wanted to wash

and brush her teeth when he came in I

was helping her to get back into bed

he was holding another box of chocolates


John it's you come and sit down she said

look I've got a nice new nurse she's

going to make me better he looked at me

but I don't think he remembered me smile

John smile his aunt said you're always

so serious that's because I am very

worried about the church

aunt kitty he said we need thousands of

pounds to mend the roof oh stop it said

mrs. Blakemore you're always talking

about the church it's so boring

come on nurse open the chocolates

my nephew need something to make him

smile but he stood up no not for me

thank you aunt I must go now I'm very


I opened the box of chocolates and gave

it to mrs. Blakemore then I left the

room outside the door I met Charlotte

she was carrying mrs. Blakemore's dinner

what's she having tonight

I asked scrambled eggs said Charlotte we

are having scrambled eggs too I went

down to the kitchen Bernhard and Miss

vixen were talking when they saw me they

stopped i sat down the silence was worse

than at lunchtime mrs. Blakemore only

ate half of her scrambled eggs

if you don't eat your food you won't get

better I said I hate to waste things but

this tastes terrible she complained take

it away I want a glass of hot milk I

went back to the kitchen and I told

Bernard oh she always says my food

tastes terrible

he said she wants a glass of hot milk I

told him does she he said well I'm not

making it for her I'll make it said Miss

vixen don't worry nurse go and watch

television I'll take it up to her I

watched television until 9:30 then I

went upstairs I must brush my teeth

again said mrs. Blakemore I've got a

really nasty taste in my mouth I helped

her to get out of bed you really are

very weak I said tomorrow

you must eat all your food oh don't talk

to me about food I stood beside her in

the bathroom I thought she might fall

the toothpaste was nearly finished but

she managed to get out every last bit

she brushed her teeth several times I

smiled I remembered what Bernard had

said about her that's better

she said give me some more toothpaste

tomorrow nurse here she gave me the

empty tube this is the kind I like they

don't sell it in the village you will

have to drive to Hastings my husband

usually gets it for me

I put the tube in my apron pocket

it then I put my arm around her because

she was so weak she couldn't breathe

very well perhaps she wasn't a

hypochondriac perhaps she really was ill

I felt a bit worried and I decided to

telephone dr. Spencer the next day for a

suspicious death


but the following morning there was an

urgent knock on my door

it was Stella vixen nurse nurse she

cried something terrible has happened

mrs. Blakemore's dead I stared at her

dead yes I must go she said I must go

and telephone mr. Blakemore at once Oh

what am I going to say

telephone dr. spensser - I said then I

ran down the corridor

mrs. Blakemore was lying with her eyes

open the light beside her bed was still

on and the curtains were closed the

empty milk glass was on the floor I

lifted her arm but it was already cold a

strange sweet smell came from her mouth

Charlotte appeared with the breakfast

take that away I said I'm going to call

the police

the police she whispered why I think

that mrs. Blakemore has been murdered I

phoned the police and a moment later dr.

Spencer arrived oh dear he said I can't

understand it

her heart was a little weak but it was

nothing serious I just can't understand

it I didn't think that she would die no


neither did I i said coldly but perhaps

her heart wasn't the problem

can you smell that strange smell perhaps

she has been poisoned poisoned his hands

shook you're not serious

yes I am I said she thought that she was

being poisoned but I didn't believe her

she said that her legs hurt and that she

felt sick I didn't do anything but now I

remember poison can make people feel

like that dr. Spencer looked at mrs.

Blake more then at me then he looked at

the door did he want to escape at last

he said quietly

perhaps we should telephone the police

don't worry I said I've already done

that when the police arrived Miss vixen

brought them in the inspector was

wearing a dark suit the policewoman was

in uniform inspector Braddock and police

constable Hemmings she announced ah the

police good said dr. Spencer nervously

he was still looking at the door has

anyone touched anything or moved

anything from the room asked inspector

Braddock no said Miss vixen then he

turned and looked at me are you the

nurse who telephoned us yes I said I'm

from the nursing agency I only arrived

here yesterday

mrs. Blake more

what that someone was poisoning her but

I didn't believe her you see the agency

told me that she was a hypochondriac

everyone said that she wasn't really ill

but police woman picked up the empty

chocolate box

who gave her these chocolates her nephew

said doctor Spencer but you needn't


he's our vicar anyone can be a murderer

said the inspector calmly we all take

that away constable we'll take those

bottles of medicine and that bottle of

tonic - there's an empty glass on the

floor here sir

PC Hemmings said okay said the inspector

pick it up the policeman put the things

into a large plastic bag what did mrs.

Blakemore eat last night the inspector

asked scrambled eggs I said but she only

ate about half Bernard through the last

bit away who's Bernhard the cook I see

said the inspector who else works here

only Charlotte said Miss vixen the maid

inspector braddock looked out of the

window perhaps mrs. bleakman was


he said we don't know yet we must wait

for the results of the autopsy

ah there's the ambulance they've come to

take the body away now then is there a

mr. Blakemore yes said Miss vixen he's

been working in Wales for a few weeks I

just called him he'll be here this

evening then we will come back later

said the inspector but first I'd like to

speak to Bernhard and Charlotte where's

the kitchen I went to my room and stayed

there all day I felt terrible I blamed

myself but I blamed dr. Spencer and the

nursing agency too why had none of us

done anything to help her she had been

sick she had been really sick and now

she was dead fine who is the murderer


at about 6 o'clock I went downstairs mr.

Blakemore had just arrived

Charlotte was taking his suitcase he was

a good-looking man of about 50 with

white hair

his face was tired and worried come into

my study

he said to Miss vixen and tell me all

about it I went to the kitchen because I

wanted a sandwich Bernhard was pouring

away a bottle of milk murmured I said

what are you doing the inspector doesn't

want us to throw anything away he turned

round are you suggesting that i poisoned

her what about you it's strange isn't it

you arrived here and the next day mrs.

Blakemore is murdered don't be silly I

said I don't have a motive

suddenly Stella vixen rushed in nurse

Harrison quick can you come and see mr.


when I reached his study he was walking

up and down sit down mr. Blakemore I

said here let me pour a drink for you I

want to be with her he was crying

quietly why can't I be with her I'm

sorry I said they took your wife's body

away he put his hands over his face then

Charlotte appeared at the door it's the


she whispered they're here again they

only spoke to mr. Blakemore that night

but the next day they returned and

questioned everybody then the following

day a lawyer came to read the will dr.

Spencer and Reverend Palmer arrived to

hear it with the others I was not

invited so I spent the morning in my

bedroom nothing was certain yet but I

felt sure she had been murdered there

were three questions who how why I made

a list and tried to work it out one was

it her nephew the Reverend John Palmer

with his boxes of chocolates did he

murder her for the money to repair the

village church - was it dr. Spencer with

his medicines and injections did he

think that she would leave him some

money three was it Bernhard the cook did

he poison her food why did he hate mrs.

Blakeman was so much for was it

Charlotte the maid did she put something

into mrs. Blakemore's food does she

think that mr. Blakemore will marry her

now five was it

Stella vixen the housekeeper did she

poisoned the hot milk

why does she seem so strange


six they all have a secret

that afternoon the inspector announced

we now have the results of the autopsy

mrs. Blake Moore was poisoned

she was probably given small amounts of

arsenic for some time to make her week

then another poison cyanide finally

killed her he looked around at us all

everyone seemed nervous and

uncomfortable now then he continued what

was the motive for this murder well

money's usually a good motive and in her

will mrs. Blake more left all her money

to her nephew several million pounds

nothing to anyone else nothing to her

husband this seems a bit strange the

Reverend John Palmer looked down at his


embarrassed there's nothing strange

about it

said mr. Blake more quietly kitty always

said that she was going to leave

everything to her nephew she had no

children you see and she was very fond

of her sister so when her sister died

she decided to look after her sister's

son anyway

she didn't need to leave me any money I

have plenty and this house is all mine I

see said the inspector

well vicar now you've got plenty of

money too haven't you you can mend that

church roof now can't you the Reverend

Palmer's face went red but he said


the inspector continued PC Hemings

please read those lines about dr.


in the will the police woman stood up

and read from the will dr. Spencer is

expecting a reward but it was only a

little joke I am sure that he will

understand sir doctor said the inspector

mrs. Blake Moore said that she would

leave you some money did she well yes

the doctor was cleaning his glasses

nervously a little reward and little

thank you for my help

Oh cried Charlotte drunk if you expected

some money said the inspector then

perhaps you too had a motive for murder

doctor Oh dr. Spencer stood up I listen

to any more of this I'm a doctor what a


we shall see said the inspector sit down

again please sir now mrs. Blake Moore

was not an easy person to live with am i


she was often very rude and unkind is

this correct well said mr. Blake more

she could be difficult sometimes she was

an intelligent woman

and she didn't like fools but sir said

the inspector you are an intelligent man

but you do not seem to be rude and


that's because he's a nicer person than

she was said Charlotte hotly I see

the inspector looked closely at her you

didn't like mrs. Blake nor did you know

I didn't said Charlotte angrily perhaps

she didn't like you either but she gave

you a job here didn't she you were

dismissed from your last job because you

stole things you left without any

references and yet mrs. great more

accepted you here how'd you know all

that cried Charlotte we've been asking a

lot of questions said the inspector then

he turned to Bernard

tell us something about yourself Bernard

what do you want to know how long have

you known mrs. Blakemore I've worked

here for four years

he answered ah yes but you first met her

a long time ago said the inspector I've

been talking to your mother she said she

used to be

mrs. Blakemore's made years ago in

London Bernard said nothing he touched

his bad leg and looked unhappy

you remember don't you Bernard you were

the maids child a poor little boy with a

damaged leg your mother worked for the

rich lady in the big house Stella vixen

was looking at Bernard

she seemed sorry for him the inspector

continued you needed an operation on

your leg

didn't you but it was too expensive and

mrs. Blakemore wouldn't help you would

she Bernards

suddenly spoke she was so lean he cried

angrily my mother asked her for some

money but she refused

then she dismissed my mother for no

reason yes I know said the inspector

calmly then years later you came to work

for mrs. Blakemore yourself you wanted

to kill her didn't you

Bernard laughed I certainly hated her he

said but at first I didn't know that it

was the same woman believe me inspector

I was surprised to see her again I

stayed because I liked the country there

are other reasons too he looked over at

Charlotte with a smile but she looked

away from him angrily I'm sorry

inspector but I didn't kill mrs.

Blakemore it wasn't me we shall see said

inspector Braddock now I have a little

problem we have examined the things from

mrs. bleakman's bedroom but we can't

find any evidence of poison it's very


she was certainly poisoned we found

arsenic and cyanide in her stomach but

how did they get there perhaps something

was thrown away before we arrived I

remembered that Bernhard had thrown away

some milk was he guilty I even began to

feel guilty myself

inspector Braddock wants some notes on a

piece of paper

I looked around at everyone the reverend

palmer sat very straight in his seat his

lips tightly closed bernhard looked

angry dr. spencer was wiping his face

and glasses again Charlotte looked

frightened stella vixens face was

embarrassed she was looking down at her

hands like someone in pain

I looked quickly across the room and

noticed something for a second only a

second or two mr. Blakemore lifted his

head and looked at her there was

something mysterious in his eyes okay

that's all for today said inspector

Braddock we'll come back tomorrow I was

worried but I didn't know why I had

forgotten something

but what Stella vixen was very quiet

during dinner why had mr. Blakemore

looked at her in that strange way 7/2

unhappy women

later at about 10 o'clock I left my

bedroom and went down the corridor to

the bathroom on my way back I heard

something someone was crying the noise

came from Miss vixens room so I knocked

on her door it's me Harrison I said is

anything wrong the handle turned and the

door opened a little can I come in I

said she looked terribly unhappy and her

eyes were red what's the matter I asked

I can't tell you she whispered sit down

here on the bed I suggested you're

normally so calm and controlled what is

it she looked at me for a moment then

she hid her face in her hands I didn't

want her to die she whispered she wasn't

always a very nice woman but murder

that's terrible I put my arm around her

yes Stella vixen was different from the

others she was the only one with a kind


she had never said anything nasty about

mrs. Blake more someone in the house

might be the murderer but it wasn't

Stella vixen I felt sure please she said

you must go now but will it be all right

I was worried she seemed so frightened

yes go she said I'm sorry it's my

problem well try to get some sleep I

said I'll see you in the morning yes

thank you nurse

good night I was worried about her

perhaps Charlotte could help I went

along the corridor to her room I'd

knocked Charlotte can I come in there

was no reply so I knocked again at last

she opened the door what is it

she said sleepily I learned to talk to

you I'm half asleep she complained but

she let me in she got back into bed i

sat down beside her

I just soon miss vixen she's been crying

and she seems very frightened do you

know why no it's not my business she can

do what she likes I don't care you don't

like her do you why she did not reply

instead she looked bored she began to

play with something on one of her

fingers it was a diamond ring that's

pretty I said where did you get it from

it's mine she said quickly then she hid

the ring with her other hand someone

gave it to me is it one of mrs.

Blakemore's rings her face went red I

didn't take it

Hey gave it to me who gave

to you she would not answer listen

Charlotte I said I tried to be gentle

did mr. Blakemore give you that ring she

started to cry quietly angrily then

suddenly she said I he tried to kiss her


I went into the study with some wood for

the fire it was in February I saw them

Charlotte's eyes became darker why did

he want her she said to herself she

sounded jealous what who did you see mr.

Blakemore of course I tried to

understand Charlotte you went into the

study and you saw mr. Blakemore and he

was trying to kiss his wife is that

right no silly she cried Miss Nixon I

stared at her in astonishment she

started to cry later

he gave me this little ring he said a

good girl it can be our little secret

can't it I was so shocked that I

couldn't say anything

I remembered the strange look that mr.

Blakemore had given Miss vixen and a

look of embarrassment on her face I

don't know why he wanted her said

Charlotte he wanted her to marry him but

she told him not to be silly he was

already married she looked at me sadly

and dried her blue eyes then I

remembered something mr. Blakemore had

cried I want to be with her why can't I

be with her now I understood he hadn't

been talking about his wife that night

he had been talking about Stella vixen

you've been a bit selling yourself

Charlotte I said mr. Blakemore is much

too old for you one day you meet the

right man I'm sure now go to sleep

you can tell all this to the police

tomorrow morning the police she

whispered why it may help them well I

have to give back the ring

I don't know Charlotte anyway there are

more important things than your ring

I left her outside I began to shake with


did mr. Blakemore murder his wife no it

was impossible he hadn't been in the

house and yet perhaps there was

something I had forgotten what was it 8

a perfect murder

suddenly I heard footsteps I hid myself

in the shadows against the wall I saw

the shape of a man at the end of the

corridor he started to come towards me

at Stella vixens door he stopped and

knocked quietly she didn't answer so he

knocked again louder he began to walk

away then he came back Stella

he called in a low voice it's me Edward

I must speak to you

you can't refuse me not now he tried to

open the door but it was locked

at last he stopped and went away down

the corridor I opened Charlotte's door

Charlotte quick get out of bed lock your

door and don't open it again to anyone

tonight not to anyone I hurried back to

my room and locked my own door too I was

still shaking it was him he had done it

yes mr. Blakemore had murdered his wife

and yet it was impossible he had been

away in Wales so he couldn't have done

it Oh could he I got into bed and lay

down perhaps he had put the poison

into something before he went away there

was something something I had forgotten

about what was it I closed my eyes but I

couldn't go to sleep my head was full of

pictures pictures and voices I saw

mister Blakemore's face and he said I'm

all alone Stella you can't refuse me now

then I saw Miss vixens face her eyes

were red and she whispered I didn't want

her to die she looked at me and said

it's terrible someone has murdered mrs.

Blake more i sat up and put the light on

again midnight it was going to be a long


suddenly a picture of mrs. Blake Moore

came into my head it was the evening of

her death she was weak and thin I was

helping her into the bathroom

she wanted to brush her teeth she had a

nasty taste in her mouth

then what oh yes she finished the

toothpaste I had to get her some more it

was an unusual type her husband her

husband usually bought it for her in

Hastings I opened my eyes I got out of

bed and found my uniform I put my hand

into the apron pocket then I touched

something hard and cold

it was the empty toothpaste tube of

course of course

so it had merely been the perfect murder

mr. Blakemore

had made sure that he was away far away

in Wales so no one would ever suspect

him he had put the poison into the

toothpaste no one would ever think of

that his wife would use it every day

until it was finished and the empty tube

it would be thrown away so there would

never be any evidence it was a large

tube enough for several weeks

I turned the top and took it off yes I

could smell that strange sweet smell

again but how did he put the poison into

the toothpaste injections probably yes

injections of arsenic deep into the tube

through the opening and what about the

cyanide at the bottom it was a long tube

too long for most needles I examined the

tube very carefully I was looking for

marks on the outside yes there were two

very small holes in the metal near the

end I put the tube back in my apron

pocket it was safe there now I had to

wait for the morning and the police I

washed my hands carefully and climbed

back into bed I tried to go to sleep but

that was impossible every time I closed

my eyes I could see mrs. Blake more in

her bathroom she was trying to get out

every last bit every last bit of the

toothpaste and

could heal a Bernhard's voice do you

know she's so mean that she always uses

up the last little bit of everything


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