To be a better man

Is the last jig I'll nail

Then bide the master plan

Out there beyond the pale


To let love be my guide

Is the last crux I'll face

Then eat some humble pie

Out there in empty space


To face death with a smile

Is the last thing I'll do

Then rest for a long while

Out there in Timbuktu

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