I am sick and dying <br />on my death bed i am lying <br />no one is sad <br />no one is crying <br />They eat, drink and are merry <br />asking questions; <br />Is it cheaper to burn or to bury? <br />I said; <br />'Somebody call the doctor! ' <br />' I am sick, i am dying! ' <br />They called the priest <br />to spray me with holy mist, <br />to get me ready for the next life <br />They don't want me to go into any more strife. <br />I said; <br />'Somebody call the doctor! ' <br />'I am sick, i am dying! ' <br />They said; <br />'Your last will and testament <br />where is it hiding? <br />Now that you are dying, <br />you are not gone need all that money. <br />You'll be in haven <br />There are rivers of milk and honey! ' <br />I said; <br />' I am filing better now! <br />I am not sick, i am not dying <br />to take my money, stop trying. <br />I am going to dig it out of the hole, <br />I'll go shopping and spend it all. <br />I'll by my self a brand new car <br />To celebrate, I'll smoke a cigar <br />I'll go on holiday and drink champagne. <br />When i get back I'll start a campagne. <br />All retires who don't like milk and honey <br />join the grey army. <br />Start spending your kids inheritance, <br />start spending your hard earned money' <br /> <br />This poem was written after a story i watched on current affair.<br /><br />Milica Franchi De Luri<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-am-sick-and-dying/
