What will I do before my final breath?

I could dial 123 and hear the moments tick by

Give transcendental meditation one last try

Hold all appointments that I've booked

Eat a boiled egg that's one-third cooked

I could count from one to ten six times

Think of a better rhyme for this line

Fry a minute steak but not have time to eat it

Shout “WE'RE ALL DOOMED” and repeat it and repeat it

Name every single Shakespeare play and sonnet

On my Facebook wall write `R.I.P.' upon it

Rob Barclays Bank of a million pounds in cash

Vacuum the house and put out the trash

Check my medicine cabinet for suicide pills

Be sure not to pay any red gas bills

Consume all the contents of my fridge freezer

Apart from the anchovies on the pizza

Repent my sins and find religion

Cancel my milk and Hello Magazine subscription

Sort my last will and testament and get my life in order

Play `It's the End of the World as We Know It' on recorder

Build a TARDIS and escape to a distant planet

Say “goodbye” to my mates, Dave, Fred, Sue, Kev and Janet

Check my life insurance offers adequate protection

Pin my very last hopes on mankind's resurrection

Recite this poem exceedingly fast

Knowing all too well it will be my last

So many scary scenarios spinning round in my head

Forget it – I'll just go back to bed