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When my skin grows tired of being creased,
And when I’ve lived my life for all its worth,
And when it seems my breathing may have ceased—
In all, when I have left this perfect earth—
Dress me in clothes that I would not have worn
(Something pink and floral would be best),
And—if you must—you may, by all means, mourn,
But spare me when you lay me down to rest.
Black coffins simply will not do at all—
A bin bag will be grave enough for me—
And do not hurt your back bearing my pall—
The bin men ought to carry it for free.
So wave goodbye while standing on the kerb
And live on as the memory of me dulls;
I’ll lie somewhere that only tramps disturb,
Contented with the company of gulls.
Save things of beauty and antiquity;
Don’t waste your velvet or mahogany wood.
No, let me go without my dignity—
I can’t think it will do me any good.
And when I’ve lived my life for all its worth,
And when it seems my breathing may have ceased—
In all, when I have left this perfect earth—
Dress me in clothes that I would not have worn
(Something pink and floral would be best),
And—if you must—you may, by all means, mourn,
But spare me when you lay me down to rest.
Black coffins simply will not do at all—
A bin bag will be grave enough for me—
And do not hurt your back bearing my pall—
The bin men ought to carry it for free.
So wave goodbye while standing on the kerb
And live on as the memory of me dulls;
I’ll lie somewhere that only tramps disturb,
Contented with the company of gulls.
Save things of beauty and antiquity;
Don’t waste your velvet or mahogany wood.
No, let me go without my dignity—
I can’t think it will do me any good.
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My sense of humour is so sophisticated that it goes into pound shops ironically. Pretentious little slime.
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My guinea pig died yesterday evening. She was very old by guinea pig standards, and she had to go sometime. But I wish she didn't. She seemed happy right up until the end, and my parents were kind enough to take me home from uni to see her before she died, and my dad was holding her as she went. *sigh* It's hard to get it into my head. I know it's probably ridiculous to be really upset about a guinea pig, but I am, and that's the fact of the matter. I'll miss her a lot.
Poor little Squin.
So that's what got me thinking about death. And it's been a while since I wrote a potential epitaph. I reckon this would really suit a horrible expensive-looking cherub-covered marble monument.
...do you think this is ideologically sensitive?
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My guinea pig died yesterday evening. She was very old by guinea pig standards, and she had to go sometime. But I wish she didn't. She seemed happy right up until the end, and my parents were kind enough to take me home from uni to see her before she died, and my dad was holding her as she went. *sigh* It's hard to get it into my head. I know it's probably ridiculous to be really upset about a guinea pig, but I am, and that's the fact of the matter. I'll miss her a lot.
Poor little Squin.So that's what got me thinking about death. And it's been a while since I wrote a potential epitaph. I reckon this would really suit a horrible expensive-looking cherub-covered marble monument.
...do you think this is ideologically sensitive?
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This is beautiful.