Now I Lay Me

Now I lay me down, here goes. The c-pap rests beneath my nose. If I get strangled by my hose, At the grave, read one of Poe’s. If my wife begins to sweat, And she seems not that upset, Then please do as we discussed: Lock my assets in a trust. But if she dons sack cloth and ash, Throw that c-pap in the trash!