When I am gone
won't you please,
erect a statue of me-
any shrine will do
even a totem pole
please cry at my funeral
and make a big fuss
about the flowers
and who will give
my eulogy
Make me into a hero
after I have left this
"cruel, cruel world"
Ha!
make me into a legend
I won't miss you all
when I am gone
for I will be dead
cold and rotting
in my metal tupperware
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