My rich uncle loved me so much, he wouldn't include me in his will.
Because he didn't want me as a suspect in case he was murdered.
Nowhere is a compliment met with less gratitude than at a funeral.
Anyone who tells you he is afraid of death, can't be speaking from experience.
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" They say dying men don't lie. I've never known one to be standing or sitting." Beautiful, incredible poem.
Death the natural progression of life. It shows us that life has been lived.