When I Die
When I die will the world stop and ask why?
Will they care in a casket that I lie?
Will they cry or eat pie?
I ain’t gonna lie I hope they cry and eat pie.
Eat pie in celebration and for comfort, too.
Cry tears of joy for a life well lived and for a soul that’s ready to go.
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This is lovely and true. Thank you. I’ll eat pie.