Planning for the end

I was given 6 months or so 11 years ago but I had a good surgeon and a lot of luck.I figure even Old Nick doesn’t want me.At the time I made a will and got insurance cover to pay for funeral for the little woman and myself.
I also made it clear that I don’t see the point in expensive funerals.If the council won’t take me away on garden waste day,I don’t care if I’m buried in a paper bag.Neither do I want to hang about in a cabbage like state,a needle will do.It’ll be legal soon anyway,I reckon.
The only complaint I have as a geriatric rocker is that she won’t play “Highway to Hell” by AC/DC as I drift away.