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FINAL MOMENTS

VERSE 1978-1988 Uncle Cedric.  Uncle Cedric, in the bath tubDreams of monumental formsBillowing from the steamy water.Closing his eyes, he sighs,The water lapsAround his folded fat;He drifts away to the sun,His spiral orbitRound the plug hole.Uncle Cedric melts intoHis dream;As he disolves, in bubbles,Gurgles down the drain.Next day,When Annie cleans …