If “after-life” is believed
Perhaps I’m already there
And all I’ve recently achieved
Occurred in my second life affair
My life before, could I recall
Perhaps from taste or a passing scent
Was I thin, fat, short or tall
A hobo or a high class gent
Then, when second life has come and gone
Why not presume a third and fourth, etcetera
To attain our wish that life goes on
Couldn’t ask for anything better-a
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