My great Uncle William Gaunt was an Undertaker.


My word Albut by M.A.Meddings

My word Albut
You do look ill
I
s there anything I can see to
Just yet
Oh you are ok
I mean to say
Even if you are
Just a bit under  weather
I was wondering if ever
You thought of storm damage
W
ell Albut
Y
ou know where i am
If you feel the need
A
nd I can let you have discount
I
f you book early
I
have a nice bit of American oak
J
ust done seasoning
L
uder lines as well
W
ould look smart
F
or you last journey
A
nd seeing as your family
I
can take weekly amounts on the card
L
ike a christmas savings club
O
nly in your case it wouldnt be Christmas
And let Mary know
Should you go
Before you wear your Sunday suit out
I can give her a good price





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Written on 2008-04-25 at 07:42

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Stan Cooper The PoetBay support member heart!
I won't say you're sick....maybe funny sick

Stan
2008-04-25


penfold18
I suppose you have to call this dark humour then Mike, spot on again!
2008-04-25


Kathy Lockhart
this is hilarious baby. I love these conversational poems that you create out that marvelous mind of yours. Your talent is not only in your romantic, historical, war poetry but in your humourous ones as well. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxyblyvm
2008-04-25