Sunday, August 14, 2022

WHEN I DIE | hguy.blogspot.com

When I die
I want a toast
Ok it can be a roast
Not the next fortnight
but that very day.


Tell tales of me
imaginary or otherwise
Let the world know
I was there.



The luckiest guy who ever lived
with the prettiest wife ever
and two lovely kids.


Drink beer or
is that rum
eat things poked with sticks
and say nice things about me.


Say I helped everyone
even if it was not so
Say I was a giver
when it was not so.


Or say he was human
made mistakes like you or me.


And dont worry
I will report from there
and tell you about the situation.


and after the fun
send the bill to
Xavi
and if he refuses
send it to
Ravi.


I will enjoy this.


 

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