When I die under mysterious circumstances,
Which is the only way I will agree to go,
Cremate me on a bonfire ignited by moonshine,
Gather my ashes and put them in a disco ball,
Flip me on,
Crank up “Boogie Wonderland,”
And take to the dancefloor,
And I will tell you the secrets,
Of the universe.
I. Love. This!
This is the only way to go!
Donna! The clarity of your voice has always inspired me!
What a joy to read!