Last Rights

Dry it up and find happy place... baby boy, don’t cry! Straighten up and Wipe the tear drops from your eye... In through your nose,out through your mouth and look me square in my good eye.... Here’s a towel, clean yourself up!! Draw in your final breath, spread your wings and die.. Your number just came up, the curtain dropped the time is now so meet your maker... Said the spider to the fly (Bye bye)!!!!