My After Life

I died last week and I have been tired ever since
When I think of that day, it still makes me wince.
They never tell you this, but dying does hurt!
Especially if you choose the death without the dirt.

But buried in the ground had such a frightful sound.
So, I am going one more round where electrons abound;
As a bona fide, electrified, supersized me.
Which is better in every way, as you can see.

Since they scanned my brain last week
My life has been a winning streak.
Bank computers are oh so kind,
When you use an electronic mind.

But even though stealing all that money
Was quite fun and just a bit funny,
I have to admit numbers loose their appeal
When you can't enjoy a good cut of veal.

I was oh so tired when I died last week
So now I feel perpetually weak.
I would like to let them end this strife
But I am too scared of what's after my afterlife.