If I were daft enough to falter
and die next Tuesday week
would anyone
be kind enough to care?
And if it were on Wednesday
when they laid me down to rest
would it just be me and t’ vicar
who were there?
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Author:
Garry (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 16th, 2017 13:00
- Comment from author about the poem: This just came to me when I was having a bath. Strange the way the mind (well my mind) works.
- Category: Humor
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Comments3
For me I'd wait until Friday - I'm doing a watercolour demonstration for a local art group on Thursday and I'd want time to cash the cheque before I pop my clogs. Great couple of stanzas.
Now that's good. Thank you.
I like this Gary,
You and me both
How the mind
Works that is...
The most unusual
Thoughts go through
My head at the most
weird times... I've just
Posted some while
Waiting for Chinese
Takeaway....
There won't be anyone
At my funeral Gary,
As I'm gonna live forever
Ha ha ha...
Living forever. God that would be awful wouldn't it ?
The body might go but our Spirit lives on to infinity.
Good write.
Glad you enjoyed ut
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