Sweet wine turned bitter,
Guess I'd taken too long,
As it had now become winter.
An aging blimp,
Balding, bloated gut,
Penis limp hanging low,
And a big fat butt.
Woman full of pity,
A repulsive sight to see,
Everyone was uncomfortable,
Nobody wanted to be with me.
Having just turned sixty,
My health took a turn for the worse,
So I thought I'd better get a little religion,
Before the inevitable ride in the hearse.
Two years before I died,
Others tried to help me,
But I just cried and cried.
I knew that I'd lived a shameful life,
And wanted to change how I'd been liven,
But I figured it was too damn late,
To repent and be forgiven.
So I decided to take "one last drink,"
To help ease the pain,
But then there was a highway crash,
And two innocent folks were slain!
A mother and her daughter,
Driving to the airport to fly,
The police finally took me to jail,
Damn".. I just wanted to die.
Didn't take long though,
To get what I asked for,
Cardiac arrest - and,
That closed the door!
At my funeral heard a lady say,
Never knew a man that sad,
Guess that's what happens,
When a man lives a life that bad. Into the night I ran,
Full steam ahead,
Into the dark,
Until I was dead.
I cared for nothing,
Greed had its day,
Raw meat and razor wire,
Rottentide its way.
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