a study toward sonnet #916 by FisherKingKQJ
I've found that most of us die in their sleep,
Weight off my back, I live the rest in peace;
You will have memories that ask upkeep,
But you must not aggrandise my decease.
So do not flaunt me, as freehold or lease,
I was yours ever, yours and yours alone,
Arouse not interest of those who'd fleece,
Lest they their greed with vandalism atone.
Old age has given me the making of a clone,
Deeds I thought purely my own at the time,
Now look the common workings of a drone,
Count as dull suicidal thoughts in my prime.
Men love women almost always like this,
Seal my cheap cardboard coffin with a kiss.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 kiss
o $10,000,000 buss
o $10,000,000 pash
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