A DATE WITH DEATH

life, it’s good craic

till it goes, the old back

till we shuffle along sideways

pullin’ our shoppin’ from Tescos

till we are burnt and bruised and beat up too much

till then folks we’ll laugh more

we’ll stare him in the eye and laugh

we will meet him as a man

as a woman

and we’ll cross over with our heads held high

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