If you ask me, it’s a bit anti-climatic:
A life’s work, boiled down to semantics.
Dearly beloved we are gathered here today,
to divy up the stuff of a non-eternal stay.
But don’t hold it too tight,
’cause it ain’t yours outright.
Up next in the line of heredity,
devisees with filial piety.
This life is a gift, so go get your next asset,
and draft a good will, to make sure you pass it.