My Last Night
If this were my last night on earth
Would I sit and wonder my worth
Or would I bite the bullet and say
It doesn’t matter I will kick back and now par-tay
I would do all those things I could
And not worry about things as I should
Perhaps drink those beverages until I am merry
Eating all the cake and all the fried chicken I can carry
So thinking about it now
Why wait to deliver the Wow!
Life is for living as you will
And you don’t have to sallow every bitter pill!
© Paul Warren Poetry
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