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I wrote a eulogy

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Thanks to everyone who pestered Wyshynski and forced him to let me write another one of these.

The moment of death.
The moment of death.

"Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come,
And laugh at the Canucks because they suck."

-W.H. Auden

Here you go.