The hole for me could be dug,
and then covered
Will you be there,
watching my casket be lowered
into the ground?
Apart from my family,
who will attend to pay their respects?
Maybe those who believe I had an impact
on their life
will come
and grieve.
Will you cry tears for me?
Wipe them away.
You have your life to live.
All I ask is that you remember me.
I will not hold it against
whoever may not be there.
What do I care?
I'm dead.
My feelings cannot be hurt.
All those years, I worked so
hard
And now someone will do the same
for me. For my funeral.
Please, whoever the message is for
I don't want plastic flowers.
They will blow in the wind.
It's a pain to clean them up.
Will there be a crowd at my final goodbye?
When my eulogy is prepared,
write it the way I would like;
funny one liners.
Leave my funeral now,
whoever has come.
I'm trying to rest
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