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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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Longevity

Published by Susan on 08/09/2003 (2573 reads)
Said Brown: 'I can't afford to die...

Said Brown: 'I can't afford to die
    For I have bought annuity,
And every day of living I
    Have money coming in to me:
While others toil to make their bread
    I make mine by not being dead.'

Said Jones: 'I can't afford to die,
    For I have books and books to write.
I do not care for pelf but I
    Would versify my visions bright;
Emotions noble in my breast
    By worthy words should be expressed.'

Said Smith: 'I can't afford to die,
    Because my life is kindly planned;
So many on my care rely,
    For comfort and a helping hand.
Too many weak ones need me so,
    And will be woeful when I go.'

Then Death appraisingly looked down,
    Saying: 'Your time's up, Mister Brown.
And I am sorry, Mister Jones,
    The earth is ready for your bones.
Friend Smith, although you're overdue
    Your lease of living we'll renew . . .
Both fame and fortune far above,
    What matters in the end is--Love.'

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