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At Nobody’s funeral no guests appeared
No priest came to serve the last rites
No one sent flowers, no one volunteered 
To carry the coffin outside 
So what’s about funeral, is it a hoax?
It does seem like hallucination 
Or one of those flat unintelligent jokes
Some share to get brief attention
If it’s real, I’d like to attend, count me then
I’ll come, if you have the address 
We'll bury that ever-recurring old man
Who caused such a terrible mess
He shall be buried as soon as it takes
Just tell me the date, send a scheme
But this time it shouldn’t be any mistakes
I must be assured if its him
Whose soul was as hollow as trunk of a reed
Who had nothing to say but the lies 
Fake and evil was pretty much all that he did
What a joy that he finally dies
A solace of freedom and peace comes again
After war people like to feel free 
We cannot be judged for the crimes of armed men
Much too busy with love are we
Nobody is dead, breaking news on the top 
Swan Lake’s on the TV all day 
Four little cygnets are dancing non stop
Odette in the wings drinks champagne.

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