The Die Rite Plan Poem by Nellie Isabelle Steward Cooper

This is offered just for you a mechanism of accommodation
a plan if u will or perhaps if you will not... who is to say

Anyway for only pennies a day u can have it your way
die rite... nite or day... something you may prefer to delay

But as they oft say... it might happen today
as we all fade away, die or otherwise expire....

Along the way...

Sometimes it happens obscure on a couch while watching tv
but this morbid thought does not apply to me..as soon as
today..! ! !

Well you don't say...? ? ?

Maybe in a brilliant flourish.. a blaze of glory.. something quite gory a person such as I should come to an end with only a much told story

Your basic every day death in ten and a half D.. does not appeal u see....everything must go my way, perhaps in a big-n-bright splendid flash alas

Leaving none left to see what has happened to me...