How will I die Will a meteor fall from the sky Or maybe a giant wave will wash me away Pierced through the face By an aeroplane's waste Or something altogether more mundane Perhaps a fight for survival With some kind of rival Clutching at my heart as I take my last breath Volts spilling over While fixing a toaster That would be a disappointing death I won't put a wage On reaching old age Surely I'll be taken out by then Maybe I'm fated To be reincarnated And have to live my life all over again It couldn't get worse Than waking up in the hearse And having to escape before I fry All I know is this My ignorance is bliss I really hope it comes as a surprise When I die