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When I Kick the Buckett
When I kick the bucket you better cry
misery and loneliness overwhelm you when I die
You better mourn over me missing me a lot
even with another don't ever let me be forgot
Make your home a shrine over my memory
let every soul know how much your missing me
Beseech the entire town for my memorial day
lead every church service remembering me as you pray
Keep dreaming of me every night pine away
for if you don't I'll haunt you every day
It's not that I am greedy or needy for your love
to simply remembered me is all I'm guilty of
So when you lay flowers on my immaculate kept grave
just remember that trust fund and all the promises you made.
Copyright ©
Fritz Purdum
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