I could have died at three of a unknown malignant virus I could have died at five of a missile fired by mistake I almost died at ten during the floodings on Pluto At twenty I survived the bombings of the cosmic war I should have died at thirty when a meteor struck the earth I nearly died at forty when my spaceship crashed on Mars But I'm alive today to start my second century I could have died along the way I could have died a thousand times I should have died a thousand times I should have died along the way But I'm alive today to start my second century One hundred years today and so many before me I could have died at fifty in the ruins of Alk-a-Dar I could have died at sixty when my warehouse caught fire I nearly died at seventy during the summer hurricane I could have died at eighty during the landslide on Mercury I almost died at ninety when my cargo sank in the sea I swam five hours before jellyfishermen rescued me One hundred years today up to start my second century I will die today at one hundred My assembler says he won't repair me I will die today at one hundred He says it will be cheaper to replace me