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Chunk of Life

Chunk of cheddar, Glass of wine, One would think Things were fine But it was his farewell His last salute To a life Where death had Taken too much From his soul Now all he wished To crawl in a hole Chunk of cheddar, Glass of wine, "Sure, my friend, all is fine!" One too many taken from him One too many made his hope dim So chunk of cheddar, Rather share it with him But he is gone.. It's no mere whim... Chunk of cheddar Chunk of life, It breaks off uneven, As there is no knife No surgical cut No idea what that is And that chunk of cheddar With the sparkling wine fizz Yeah, that chunk of cheese, That tart and sweet bite And that bubbly wine Just can't improve the night Too many gone, Too long.... And no way to understand What's going on Chunk of cheddar, Glass of wine, My last taste of life, For me that's fine.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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