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My Last Laugh

If I die I die and the last laugh I’ll have… Will be at those fools who think I care. I’ve never spoken to a dead man… ‘bout his misery or despair But….. when I speak to those who tell me they're living Most complain in a thousand ways,,,, Counting all of their life’s problems ... Living in worry all of their days This is not to say the act of dying May not be filled with some concern But there’s no doubt about it Each one of us will have our turn

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