Son, father, holy ghost
The thing I miss the most
Is someone to look at me
Not through me
Like I’m to boast
Lifting a formal toast
To someone lucky not to
Be here
Birth, school, work, death
Hide your foul breath
Get laid off twice a year
Whatever was my crime
I have done my time
Now I’m free to disappear
Like a ghost
Take an extra shift
Stairs instead of lift
First stroke at thirty eight
Wear that fair trade silk
Decaf with non-fat milk
Maintain your ideal weight
Birth, school, work, death
Hide your foul breath
Get laid twice a year
Whatever was my crime
I have done my time
Now I’m free to disappear
Like a ghost
Son, father, holy ghost
The thing I miss the most
Is someone to talk to me
Not about me
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