Tuesday, March 20, 2007


A THEOCONIC baby boomer
When time grew near for him to die
Believed he'd heard an ugly rumor
Which he thought was a bald-faced lie :
There is no God nor evil devil;
But only time on earth to revel.
Your DEATH is not your opening night
Up the red carpet to the light.
Though, truly, it's the end of sorrow
(Which gave him hope) until he heard
Your sorrow's gone and not deferred
Because there's simply NO TOMORROW.
So, having turned this over, he
Thought he'd find out a.s.a.p.

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