When in hospital the questions are bold
(To which the answers are straightforward too).
Do not resuscitate – response to you;
So when my time is up, you have been told
As ‘Life is a terminal condition’,
Then It’s end should be without confusion.
Do not strive to keep me alive – I’m old.
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Doggerel Dave (Pseudonym) (
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