Not Doing the Dishes

Not Doing The Dishes

When you die you become less active
Can't play in traffic any more
Doing chores is so impossible
Forget about dating, bathing, taking out the trash

Fear of disease when deceased has passed
Talking to strangers no longer matters in oblivion
Living is less strenuous when dead
Please close the cover on the casket
I can't do it; that's for sure

If you do death, do it once
There is no fun in repetition
You can't catch fish with a loaded gun
Some one else will have to do the dishes
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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