Never weep or laugh on me
‘Coz I am no longer there
To hear and see your faces
The class of comic you have portrayed
Witness me in my grave,
Bring flowers to my casket
My body is there lying in serenity
My soul waits at the mortuary
Waiting for my groom to hold me
2009,23 of Oct.
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