I’m O.K. Jack
Death be nimble,
Death be quick,
Death blow out
My mortal wick.
Death and the Woman
(After Schubert)
Death was not nimble,
Death was not quick,
But death blew out
Her mortal wick
With cancer.
poem by Fred Babbin
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