My last words

My last words better not be in German

and I better die broke, but preferably not sober

I don‘t want kids to see my fate

Please tell them it was Reagan

I hope my profile won‘t get hacked

And spammed with things I shouldn‘t say

Then everyone would think I changed

To crazy, not to dead

But while I ponder how I‘ll die

I think about my Linkedin page

And wonder if they‘ll have me hired

I‘ll work beyond the grave

I hope to haunt your kids and aunts

With stupid thoughts I made you think

From smarter things I tried to say

That time when you got angry