Please

Please look carefully for any movement of my head.
Please don’t throw me in the furnace before I’m dead.
Please look carefully for any twitch of a finger.
If you see it, then for a little while let me linger.
I never ever liked getting a bad sunburn.
At just the remembrance of it, my stomach will turn.
So if you happen to see my stomach turn,
Please don’t throw me into the furnace to burn.
Please wait a little while to see if the body’s colder
To make sure, is all I ask, that I won’t be getting any older.
Then with boldness fling open the furnace door
And exclaim to the heavens, “There you go, you old bore,”
Unless you hear Zzzz’s, the sawing of wood or a little snore.
Please look carefully for any movement of any part.
Please make sure I’m cold as ice before I depart.
Please look carefully for any movement of my head.
Please don’t throw me in the furnace before I’m dead.

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