Never Catch Me

And I Want

I want flowers, I think

Yes flowers are nice

Violets and posies 

And peonies white

And I want a cremation

A bright open flame

And over the ocean

You'll spread my remains

I want a big crowd

Of all of my foes

Everyone who was the

Cause of my woes

And I want some words spoken

About how my life

Wasn't a waste of 

Hardship and strife

And I want singing

And jubilant shouts

To celebrate what

My life was about

And -- oh! -- I want dancing

And laughing and talk

So though I won't be there

You can feel my love

And I want you to be there

And tell me you won't

Forget this poem

About what I want.

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Dedicated to PrinceEdan because I feel like this isn't a serious poetry book until I dedicate a poem to you XD