A Guide To Being Immortal
Time waits for no one man.
It comes so swiftly and surely.
Be sure to have a plan.
‘Cause when he comes, you’ll see
That you might just be able to
Pass by and run quickly
Away from him and through
A mountain pass. Or maneuver
Through woodland caribou.
The world is your oyster!
Make something of it somewhere
You could live forever.
Remember, time is there.
Waiting. For a day that it
Catches you unaware.
If caught, don’t throw a fit.
With wit, you tried to cheat death
It’s your fault you nitwit.
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