Life after Death
Or
An Atheist's Jingle Jangle
When you die, don't set foot in church:
The priest will warble, blink and lurch;
He won't know what to say or how to speak:
It'll just be another day of his Holy Week.
When you die there will be flowers from strange
People who were your...
after not touching it for about...... five years. here goes:
Day Is Done
When day is done and golden life’s already gone,
past the point of earth that one can see,
the sun sallows
and ceases to simmer. Bracing night oncoming
encourages age to be bold as
long as night is cold...
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