In hair dyes and in face lifts due to self conceit and pride
Some ageing people behind their big egos do hide
But they cannot lengthen their lives by a day
As time on them ever keeps ticking away
To the scythe of the Reaper of lives we eventually do fall
There is a last night and last day for us all
I quote you a fact and fact never lie
As mortals we are born to life for to die
Of the existence of a life after bodily death for the soul your ideas different to mine
But you have your opinions and that suits me fine
You may have plastic surgery and with hair dye cover your gray
But the Reaper on your life will have the final say
And though to make yourself look younger huge amounts of money you pay
You will not lengthen your life by a day.
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