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Death   It happens    No avoiding it       Who's gonna miss you?        Well lets stay and find out        Fake it and hide at the funeral       And see who really cared for you fool        Who sheds a tear or who's just for a beer         Your jokes were risky but with good humour             Some walked away but no one would really tell ya             You larked around and sometimes pushed the limits             Well that's just life and that's just the way it sometimes is            Never to grow up and still acting like one of the daft kids            Living life without a care oh yes ignorance really is bliss            even my neighbour turned up over my Uncle and Aunt             Surprising as he hated my music well my Robert Plant             Well even the Gooner turned up as football is respect            He wouldn't even bite even if it was on a daft text          So this is the showing that I have amount too           Me stuck in a bush watching this rabble cry             I'm actually flattered that they even tried           Should I reveal myself to spoil the gig           Just to show me to be a selfish pig              I'm honoured I really truly am               Shame about the sandwiches               Pickled onions with Spam             Think I'll stay alive              As the foods bad               No party now                So overrated                Is death                 R.I.P.
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Dec 7, 2018
Dec 7, 2018 at 11:00 AM UTC
False Death
Death   It happens    No avoiding it       Who's gonna miss you?        Well lets stay and find out        Fake it and hide at the funeral       And see who really cared for you fool        Who sheds a tear or who's just for a beer         Your jokes were risky but with good humour             Some walked away but no one would really tell ya             You larked around and sometimes pushed the limits             Well that's just life and that's just the way it sometimes is            Never to grow up and still acting like one of the daft kids            Living life without a care oh yes ignorance really is bliss            even my neighbour turned up over my Uncle and Aunt             Surprising as he hated my music well my Robert Plant             Well even the Gooner turned up as football is respect            He wouldn't even bite even if it was on a daft text          So this is the showing that I have amount too           Me stuck in a bush watching this rabble cry             I'm actually flattered that they even tried           Should I reveal myself to spoil the gig           Just to show me to be a selfish pig              I'm honoured I really truly am               Shame about the sandwiches               Pickled onions with Spam             Think I'll stay alive              As the foods bad               No party now                So overrated                Is death                 R.I.P.
There are more dead people than living. And their numbers are increasing. The living are getting rarer - EUGENE IONESCO, Rhinoceros Dying is like getting audited by the IRS--something that only happens to other people ... until it happens to you - JEROME P. CRABB, Death Quotes and Quibbles Cowards die many times before their deaths The valiant never taste of death but once - WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE, Julius Caesar
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Dec 7, 2018
Dec 7, 2018 at 11:00 AM UTC
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