Death and Dying
Death she said 'will never come''
Im still young, well young at heart.
Mavis put on her deep red lipstrick.
I brushed her hair she laughed.
Mavis often smiled
'i was hot in my day'
I believed her as the camera never lies.
Mavis liked to dance and she would often sing '' la lal lar my darling''
She had an amazing life mothet , daughter and wife.
Thought she'd never die
Poor Mavis, yet she had a led a wholesome happy life.
Rest.
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