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The Web Poetry Corner - James Bredin - Euthanasia



James Bredin

The day may come when Iím very old and barely alive,
Preferably when Iím more than a hundred and five,
And I want to arrange to die among my friends,
It may be legal by then_ it all depends.

Arrange to die with dignity and then just check out,
Everything arranged so there will be no doubt,
Throw a big party with booze and coffin standing by,
Music and singing and then a final good bye.

Have someone there to make sure Iím really dead,
Then off to the cemetery with the shiny hearse ahead,
Then down in a hole which has already been dug,
In there for eternity feeling a bit snug.

Euthanasia itís called; maybe popular by then,
Have a piper playing and someone shout amen,
No need for lawyers or priests because itís all arranged,
Time may come when these ideas are not so strange.

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