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Death I Am Not Ready

Stop there Death! You can’t take me away. You must come back another day. There are too many things to do Before I will go with you. You can’t get me, if you make me ill Because I’ll take a super pill. I won’t die, in a car crash My airbags will your death plan trash. I won’t drown, when I fall from my boat My Life Jacket will keep me afloat. You can’t burn me in a Hotel fire The Fire Brigade will damp your ire A heat attack might stop it’s beat But a triple by-pass gets me on my feet. So Death! why don’t you just give up Until my life has an empty cup? Bang. Bang.. I think I’m dead My wife just shot me in the head. Death you are so sly When you aim it is bulls-eye I thought I had you all wrapped up But now you’ve come and drained life’s cup My wife insured me for millions more When I passed your entrance door Sadly, she did not know The millions will to my mistress go.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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