Bill has left his house of clay, Slammed the door and gone away: How he laughed but yesterday! I had two new jokes to tell, Salty, but he loved them well: Now I see his empty shell. Poker-faced he looks at me; Peeved to miss them jokes - how he Would have belly-laughed with glee! He gives me the pip, I swear; Seems just like he isn`t there: Flown the coop - I wonder where? Bill had no belief in "soul"; Thought the body was the whole, And the grave the final goal. Didn`t reckon when we pass, This old carcass maybe has Spirit that sneaks out like gas. "Look here, Bill, I`m asking you What`s the Answer? Tell me true: Is death the end of all we do? "Hand me out the dope - are we No more than monkeys on a tree?" … And then I swear to God I see bill bat an eye and - wink at me.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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