Don't Fear The Reaper
Don't fear the Reaper
Another sleep only deeper
Your toil is done
No more midday sun.
Laid to rest
With the worst and the best
Some may say good riddance
I shrug with indifference.
My headstone epitaph written
Of times when I was love smitten
Once youthful as a kitten
Now just dust and hidden.
Don't fear the Reaper
He's just your last mortality taker
I still toss and I turn
Maybe it would have been better to burn.
poem by Robert Green
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