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Hope I Don'T Wake Up Dead

The time is fast approaching We'll be on the move once more Our life has had a number of chapters Wondering what's next in store I'm filled with great expectations Can't imagine what lies ahead Really hope things don't turn nasty And one day I wake up dead! Sure would miss all the good things Like watching the kiddies at play Or a picnic in our favourite park Trying to keep the bugs away Must admit there's a couple of things Wouldn't have to worry bout no more Like credit cards maxed to the hilt Or fighting on distant shores No more cares about rush hour traffic Or the noisy neighbours next door Couldn't care less about the World Series Won't care if I don't hear the score Tornados, hurricanes, fires and floods Would be someone else's worry I'll be sitting in a big easy chair up yonder Absolutely no more reason to hurry The time is fast approaching Knew it would come sooner or later Been ready now for a bunch of years To ride the “UP” elevator

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Date: 2/27/2022 3:35:00 PM
Ride it way up, dear Jack ~ hugs
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Jack Ellison
Date: 2/27/2022 4:19:00 PM
Still got a few years left (????) Sorry I retired LOL LOL XOX
Date: 2/27/2022 12:26:00 PM
...i've always wondered about saint peter at the gate...checking entry codes.....so, um.....do you remember yours? : ) lol .....stans sand
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Jack Ellison
Date: 2/27/2022 12:37:00 PM
Are you serious??? Don't know my street address! lol Not sure I'm heading up there anyway! Cheers Jack
Date: 2/27/2022 5:30:00 AM
You can't go yet Jack, youre still under contract, they'd sue the pants off you lol Tom
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Jack Ellison
Date: 2/27/2022 6:54:00 AM
Our latest baseball hero in Toronto makes 150 million a year for five years! Oh just a portion of that!

Book: Shattered Sighs