Death To All....Have Fun!
I heard a song the other day; it strummed
A chord within, this way: The lyrics sung
Expressed that we convey a summed
Philosophy: Our days are numbered, son.
We're born to die and there's no warning light.
That is our fate-our expiration date.
So live your life as though your deaths tonight.
The fullest that money can buy this late.
Tomorrow the sorrow of death might come
Despite being old or young. Beat the drum
And dance--have fun! Laugh and sing--don't be glum.
We'll celebrate-- it's never too late...hmm?
The parties begun, be not a mourner
Grim-reapers peeping around the corner.
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