The end's hardly nigh
Twixt life and hereafter
Break out in laughter
The better side of sixty
Louder, if you're thrifty
Ponder the tired frame
On inflammation, blame
Cells and tissues run amok
Immune cells, called, flock
Surgeons beckon
A windfall they reckon
Invading, nipping. gently
They probe, intelligently
Negative biopsy report!
You can still hold court
The end's hardly nigh
In consolation, sigh
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