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When my Soul's no Longer 'round

                                     


                                       One day a visit to a lawyer
                                       to deal with a simple matter 
                                       So after receiving her advice
                                       there was some extended chatter

                                       What is your preference she asked 
                                       when your soul is not around
                                       Well I'm not enamoured with either 
                                       cremation or being six foot underground

                                       Now to lay some foundation 
                                       for our different points of view
                                       There is much divergence in  appearance 
                                       she is in stilettos and the gear, nicely groomed
                                       Me unruly, long white hair and beard just a pair of shorts and singlet
                                       neither foot adorned with a shiny shoe

                                       So I express my preference and this is what I said. 
                                       I'd like to know that when my time is getting close
                                       I'd find a hidden valley to lay and decompose when I'm finally dead

                                       No headstones no reminders 
                                       that I've lived upon this earth
                                       Donate my body back to nature 
                                       it's now my soul that's full of worth

                                       Well of course this young solicitor 
                                       she's now extremely shocked
                                       All her legal foundations 
                                       have suddenly been rocked 

                                       You cant do that,!!!  raises both her hands 
                                       in horror she exclaims 
                                       It's not included 
                                       in any legal frames

                                       I only need a cardboard box
                                       I guess I must be burnt
                                       I give gratitude for my time on planet earth 
                                       and the lessons my soul  has progressively learnt

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