The Last
When the Last milkman
Puts the last
Quart of milk
In the last milkbox,
And the last
General Practitioner
Makes the last
house call
And the last
mousetrap
is invented,
The last sea
is crossed
The last hope
is lost
And the last
human thought
has faded
Into eternity
The last shot
has been fired
The last
death rattle
Rattled
The last
secret tattled
The last martini
served
My love
will still last
My heart
will still
hold fast
For the
shadow
Eternity
does cast
Has met
it's match
at last.
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