Greg Mcmahon The Man

In the World for good souls up there perhaps for him no space Greg McMahon the man who stared death in the face The Reaper of lives had come reaping his way But decided to leave him for another day Coughing up blood he suddenly felt quite ill All over his body he felt death's cold chill But the Reaper a decision on Greg did make And decided the life of the Moyne Shire's top mechanic not to take It was not meant to be Greg McMahon's last day After a week in hospital he is feeling okay His life the Reaper had decided to spare As he was one who was needed for more cars to repair The book on his life was closing a white line he could see Greg thought he would die but for him thankfully it was not meant to be The Lady of luck on his life she did smile Life's reaper will not come reaping his way again for some while Greg McMahon the man who looked death in the eye But the Reaper of lives by him went reaping by Deciding not to rob him of his life's living breath And leave him to tell of his close shave with death.