3653 red bottles ago

                             "3653 red bottles are standing on your Wall...."    
pretty much since Birth    
                              "Should one red bottle consequently Fall...."    
i was aware of her Existence    
                              "There will be one less red Bottle,"    
even when shaking with Mirth    
                              "On the wall - there left to Fall."    
there were whispers of her Essence    
   
   
   
                              "2608 red bottles are standing on your Wall...."    
she seems as a Foreigner    
                              "should one red bottle consequently Fall...."    
as we all refuse to Realize    
                              "there will be one less red Bottle,"    
she's waiting behind every Corner    
                              "on the wall - there left to Fall."    
watching our Demise    
   
   
   
                              "2087 red bottles are standing on your Wall...."    
but with every day, i can hear her Better    
                              "should one red bottle consequently Fall...."    
"i can feel you in my Steps!"    
                              "there will be one less red Bottle,"    
"you're not getting ME! Ever!"    
                              "on the wall - there left to Fall."    
"I still have time! I'm not gonna be 'Next'!"    
   
   
   
                              "1556 red bottles are standing on your Wall...."    
but all things new get Old    
                              "should one red bottle consequently Fall...."    
time won't stop just because we want it To    
                              "there will be one less red Bottle,"    
at least so i'm Told    
                              "on the wall - there left to Fall."    
and i'm afraid it's True    
   
   
   
                              "1043 red bottles are standing on your Wall...."    
familiar names slowly begin to appear on Graves    
                              "should one red bottle consequently Fall...."    
like petals in early Spring    
                              "there will be one less red Bottle,"    
while questions come and go in Waves    
                              "on the wall - there left to Fall."    
is there anything good future has left to Bring?    
   
   
   
                              "522 red bottles are standing on your Wall...."    
"well come on! let's meet face to face Then!"    
                              "should one red bottle consequently Fall...."    
"enough with the hide and Seek!"    
                              "there will be one less red Bottle,"    
"you can't just take my wife from me! i wanna see her Again!"    
                              "on the wall - there left to Fall."    
"i do swear by you that when i get mad things will be Bleak!"    
   
   
   
   
                              "100 red bottles are standing on your Wall...."    
threats and anger don't seem to Work    
                              "should one red bottle consequently Fall...."    
perhaps it's just a second 'mid-life' Crisis    
                              "there will be one less red Bottle,"    
perhaps i'm just an old, lonely, bitter Dork    
                              "on the wall - there left to Fall."    
who once liked to watch the sun fall - and now likes to watch how it Rises    
   
   
   
                              "20 red bottles are standing on your Wall...."    
well i'm getting tired of Waiting    
                              "should one red bottle consequently Fall...."    
stop singing and bring me my Peace    
                              "there will be one less red Bottle,"    
I've had a good life - Spouse, kids, and yes, even some sour Ranting    
                              "on the wall - there left to Fall."    
but now.... don't make me wait for my Release    
   
   
   
                              "2 red bottles are standing on your Wall...."    
marvelous humming    
                              "should one red bottle consequently Fall...."    
ha! and they think i'll heal in days!    
                              "there will be one less red Bottle,"    
but i can feel you coming    
                              "on the wall - there left to Fall."    
i don't care what doctor says    
   
"Well, there you are, finally in person. Don't you know it is impolite to keep an old man waiting? Well, let's sing this one together, shall we?"    
                        "Your last red bottle, is standing on the Wall...."    
"My last red bottle, is standing on the Wall...."    
                  "Should your last red bottle - consequently Fall...."    
"Should my last red bottle - consequently Fall...."    
            "There will be no red Bottles,"    
"I will meet my Lady,"    
      "As they had fallen All."    
"Oh, I can hear her call."  
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"Goodbye world,    
it's been pleasure knowing you."