Poem -

Dead Spin

The proud warrior once greatĀ 
Lies weakened on his death bed

Friends and family gather round
And speculate when he’ll be dead

It’s not that they want to rush him
Just that there are arrangements to plan

He had wanted to leave this life on his shield, Ā  Ā  Ā 
But instead will depart on his bed pan Ā  Ā 

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