Immortality Achieved

Ten thousand years from now
You, me, he and she will live on
In files of Homeland Security.

Posterity knows my cold cereals
Books I borrowed, still overdue
That the Carp is my favourite team
My fetish for Father Christmas suits
And Bulgarian whipped cream.

Whatever we say, think or do
Scrolls endlessly before them
As they wonder how in hell
Did they ever let this happen?