No one remembers his name,
In the minutes before he died,
Thought up what, to him,
Seemed a very promising venture.
As he died,
As people were busy not knowing he was dying,
He queried his creator,
Who was busy creating other things,
Why he shouldn't perhaps live on?
The man had acquired a vast amount of knowledge,
More than anyone else on the planet,
And had contributed and advanced even more,
And would it not be a terrible crime,
To let such a prize dissolve right then and there?
His creator responded:
"But that's what's so impressive about death!
You live it all and then suddenly,
Wham! Zowwy! Poof!"
1 comment:
I like the idea of a creator who says "Zowwy"...
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