A member of parliament proposed
that when we’re ready, when we’re ripe,
we might have another do us in.
All we’ll need is a
Serving us will be the
a fully-equipped and professionally-trained
practitioner of the art of the new humane.
We’ll have to be 75, of course,
and there’ll be meetings involved –
bureaucracy will have its day –
but wish we may and dream we might:
the government will give us night!
How about if I have bad hair day — will the “end-of-life facilitator,” drop by?