The art of Death

The most mystifying of all the arts
It is the picture we all must draw
The words we all must say
The final song of our concert
Most of all the bow at the end of our play

The techniques are many
The slow no surprise ending
Sleeping when the curtain falls
The twenty story leap
The cruising crash
The over dose for pleasure
and of course the unexpected

All are scored about the same
It is not the technique used
but the reaction of the crowd

Remember to end with a smile
When it is time for me to take a bow
I believe I'll go with the unexpected
The ultimate crowd reactor