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When Chemists Die, They Barium

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When chemists die, they barium.
Dead kings get throne away.
Magicians simply disappear.
Dog catchers go astray.

When chauffeurs pass, they lose their drive.
Dead ranchers get deranged.
Composers simply decompose,
while bankers are unchanged.

It’s said that swimmers have a stroke.
Mechanics are retired.
The end for human cannonballs
is often when they’re fired.

Librarians, they just check out.
Shoemakers get the boot.
Old cows just kick the bucket, and
dead owls don’t give a hoot.

When travel agents go
they take a permanent vacation,
and dead cartoonists end up
in suspended animation.

 --Kenn Nesbitt

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Reading Level: Grade 4

 


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