Though of cares i am one who is not always free
Everyday i do live is a good day for me
Of the praises of life i feel happy to sing
As a gift to humanity there is no greater thing
Money is of no use to the billionaire dead
Though much about them is written and much about them is said
Only earthworms live in the dark depths of the grave
From the Reaper of lives money them did not save
Life is the greatest thing that a human being can own
Of a greater gift than it there is not one known
It is a fact we are all born as mortals and fact does not lie
So why be in any great hurry to die
I just want to live on for as long as i can
And in my sleep die without pain as a very old man.
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