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Dead Man
Dead man in a recliner The father I love, Gone to meet, His Maker above Grizzly sight, Face contorted in pain. A scene I hope To never witness again 6PM "Popeye" cartoons, Rush to greet Dad, Now dead in the recliner The only father I've ever had Pizzas on an English muffin, Sat. night treat, Mashed potatoes every day, It was cheap enough to eat.... Archie Bunker on TV Dinner burger and fries Living this life Of truth or of lies? Dead man in a recliner Someday will be me And some other lost soul Will be the first one to see Un-needed wallet, $2 in change, Cold room grows dim, I'm feeling real strange Got one foot in this world One foot in the next, Ready to step off, My mind is now flexed Dead man in a recliner, I see, it is me.... How is that possible? How could that be? I'm here, I'm here, I'm lookin' at me... Dead in the recliner Now I do see... Lights approaching behind that body, Shadowy figures come to the fore, People long gone, People I adore.... My father in front, No longer dead in that chair Puts his hand out to me It's time for us to share I'm dead in a recliner, As he has been too, I'm ready to go And travel with you... I'm dead in a recliner Alive to a new world, No dead fingers a' grasping They're open, unfurled.
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