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Let me die a youngman's death not a clean and inbetween the sheets holywater death not a famous-last-words peaceful out of breath death When I'm 73 and in cons
by KineticLensman 5y ago
Let me die a youngman's death
not a clean and inbetween
the sheets holywater death
not a famous-last-words
peaceful out of breath death
When I'm 73
and in constant good tumour
may I be mown down at dawn
by a bright red sports car
on my way home
from an allnight party
Or when I'm 91
with silver hair
and sitting in a barber's chair
may rival gangsters
with hamfisted tommyguns burst in
and give me a short back and insides
Or when I'm 104
and banned from the Cavern
may my mistress
catching me in bed with her daughter
and fearing for her son
cut me up into little pieces
and throw away every piece but one
Let me die a youngman's death
not a free from sin tiptoe in
candle wax and waning death
not a curtains drawn by angels borne
'what a nice way to go' death
- jll29 5y ago...a poem by Liverpudlian poet Roger McGough (1967) Source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roger_McGough https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roger_McGough The Cavern referenced in the poem is a music club in which the Beatle played at the time, now it's tourist trap with canned pop music (what Brits call "cheesy music").