Good-Bye Poem by Cody Averesch

Once I kick the can and go to the afterlife,
I will have left behind many things.
Once I am gone I will miss my X-box.
My X-box is like my sisters, except it doesn’t bug me.
Once I am in my casket I won’t be able to play X-box,
If I have no X-box my time will be useless.
Once I am closed in the casket, my time is officially out.
I won’t have any more X-box live time.
Once I am planted, there will be no Call of Duty,
Tell you what, better burry me with one, just in case the afterlife is X-boxless.