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Dec 2018
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
John Bartholomew
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John Bartholomew  45/M/Cambridge
(45/M/Cambridge)   
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