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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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