Saturday, July 09, 2005

When I Die Dress me in satin

I hope that I die when i'm 38
with a mouth full of tit and a gut full of hate
and i hope that my mortgage remembers me fondly
as one who was never late but paid on the first
and i hope that my neighbors remember me fondly
and bring my grieving wife a scratch lasagne
and I hope it's a nice day, god let it be a nice day.