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Do you ever stop and wonder What happens when you die? About your mode of transport To your new home in the sky? Will it be a chariot pulled by horses white Or will it be an angel with its guiding light It may even be an aeroplane with a celestial cabin crew Who'll serve you meat or chicken and a glass of wine or two If it is a liner I hope the sea's serene I don't want to meet my maker fifty shades of green But whichever way we get there it cannot be denied It will be one amazing, breathtaking heavenly ride
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Jun 19, 2021
Jun 19, 2021 at 12:47 PM UTC
A celestial journey
Do you ever stop and wonder What happens when you die? About your mode of transport To your new home in the sky? Will it be a chariot pulled by horses white Or will it be an angel with its guiding light It may even be an aeroplane with a celestial cabin crew Who'll serve you meat or chicken and a glass of wine or two If it is a liner I hope the sea's serene I don't want to meet my maker fifty shades of green But whichever way we get there it cannot be denied It will be one amazing, breathtaking heavenly ride
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Jun 19, 2021
Jun 19, 2021 at 12:47 PM UTC
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