Birth Where Death Resides

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The final end waits all of us those who come must also go we are Earth's guests No! All of us some live a 100 hundred years now many refuse to die till 95 but some are born dead or a few live half way of an average life of 75 so the heavens remain fully occupied but the best of all is this you can enter without a call to the Reception counter I went to Toronto the receptionist said wait a day please where at another hotel Hah if you can find one but the Ridelieu where finally we all go through there seems to be no waiting Queue for neither me nor you Ring, ring! ! ! Wait don't get disappointed a guest is leaving in an hour go have dinner at the counter tell them you are now not on a waiting list come back soon else you will this last chance miss I will be going off my duty the counter will open now tomorrow morning I decided to skip my dinner my spouse and kids thoroughly enjoyed brought for me a packed sandwich which lying in bed I too did Ah, ah also had coffee indoors for free hopefully but they did Bill me

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