I’ll prove that I am dead.

If my brain gets any bigger,
it won’t fit in my head
With logic and with rigor
I’ll prove that I am dead.

So I shan’t pay no taxes
Nor vote for Donald Trump
I’ll never look up praxis
Nor   find a worrying lump

I’ll never see a medic
Nor  lose a wisdom tooth
No disease endemic
Will get me,that’s the truth.

I’ll never have to marry
I’ll sleep with whom I choose
I’ll never need to hurry
For I’ve no time to lose

When we think about it
We would be better off
Do not ever doubt it
There,that is enough