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Rest...but not In Peace

There he was in is coffin
Freshly dead
Dressed up in his terribly expensive suit

From above he still heard the words of praise
His human side, his huge donations to charities
While safely shielded from human miseries

From below he heard the moans and the cries
Of those getting ready to welcome him to Hell

The true reward for the otherwise
Totally despicable life
He'd led.
Written by robert43041 (Viking)
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