WE WILL ALL DIE …
I'd like to die on the fifth of July twenty forty two,
I'll be a hundred and five by then so there will be nothing new,
On a quiet sunny afternoon in the middle of June,
With Irish music in the background at high .
Of course I realize that death is not your favourite subject,
But you can't avoid it, no matter what your religion or sect,
Unfortunately, doctor-assisted death is banned here and now,
But it would help if we could get it made legal somehow.
Unfortunately our upper echelon want things to stay as they are,
They think that death-with-dignity is going too far,
Do they themselves think that they will never never die?
Well, I've got news for them, they will, so look up in the sky.