Th Th That's All Folks
28 November, 2001
Author: Don Fraser
Th th that’s all folks
I am about to die.
There is no reason,
For me to lie.
Life on this earth has been great,
But when the grim reaper wants me,
I won’t hesitate.
All that I ask is that you cremate me,
I beg you on bended knee.
It will be so much cheaper,
I will not,
Cheat the grim reaper
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xtwilight_illusionx (206.169.46.94) -- Thursday, September 23 2004, 07:25 am i love this poem, ~Christina Fraser~ |
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