The Day Will Come
© Ben Burton 7/22/2015
The day will come when I won't write another word
The day won't come when Bond decides he wants it stirred
The day will come when those who've read me pass away
Then none will know a single word I had to say
But Scarlet, Scout, and Ahab never will decease
For they've achieved creative immortality
Yet, even still, the day will come they'll disappear
When nothing living's left in either hemisphere
Uh-oh, it seems as though, I've once again misspoke
Make that, "When nothing's living but the cock-a-roach"
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