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Music to Cut Your Wrists to

 I thought I’d compose a piece
To help me life to decease
Alas this idea won't get off the ground
Not one note will ever sound

I don’t know a crotchet from a quaver
So my last dirge you’ll never savour
However I could borrow gloom
To accompany me unto the tomb

Should it be Stockhausen or dreary Mahler?
As they carry me to the funeral parlour
Music louring, full of dread
Reminding you, you too will soon be dead

One day we will all be ‘late’
For ‘tis a fact of dismal fate
But some advice whilst you are here
Stop reading this crap fill your cup with cheer! 

Written by blocat
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