There I was
On my round,
Collecting rent,
From all around.
Knocking on doors,
A smile,
A ‘Good Morning’
A “Where’s your rent?’
Most paid happily,
Some offered me tea,
One offered cake.
Then came the day
As I approached a door
A coffin was carried out,
I knocked on the coffin,
But no answer
Came the stern reply,
So I immediately
Put him into arrears.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I used to be a rent collector for a short time and this actually happened, I was going down the path to the house to collect the rent when the householder was brought out in a coffin - I did NOT knock on the coffin.
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Oh lol, good write Gold. That's very inconvenient, one popping their clogs when the rent's due!
Also, got to be careful with friends we may only remember at Christmas. If too far away to visit, etc, we may hear 'Oh they've gone; they passed away years ago'. Well, if no-one informs us, how shall we know if they've passed on?
at my age I certainly seem to go to more funerals than weddings nowadays.
Erm, this is not the sort of thing we want to say - but 'Oohh, I not been to a good one for ages now!' Maybe me friends are millions of years old too.
I saw the image of pall bearers carrying the coffin with one knocking on it. I immediately thought there was going to be a reply of, "Sorry I'm not in, but please leave a message and I'll get back to you soon as I can"
Not this time and they certainly were never "Saved by the bell".
Dead money I guess - great fun write Andy.
It is OK we got it out of his inheritance!
Very well written Goldfinch, and you say it really happened. Life is just so unpredictable!
It sure is unpredictable, yes it was most strange to approach the house and see the coffin come ut and go into the hearse. I did of course pay my respects and just stood quietly until the hearse and the following cars had left for the funeral.
such a funny poem with a sad effect of course. you have put it so eloquently as in not too offend. perfectly written.
You must have humour in life. Thank you for your comment.
I enjoyed your lighthearted write this morning! Wonderfully written!
I too once managed rental properties, and can relate to your poem first-hand. Had a tenant move in and promptly die, before paying his rent! A true 'dead-beat' one could say. Good write, Goldie!
It is a bit awkward when that happens! Thank you Louis.
Love the poem and the illustration, full of humor.
Thank you m and m, we must have humour in our lives.
Bad timing, to leave with the rent unpaid.
We got it eventually from the inheritance.
THANKS ANDY ~ Real life is always better than fiction When I was doing Research (Biochemistry) I had a card on my bench saying "Prayer changes things" My Professor asked me if I prayed about the Project ? I said yes in Biochemistry we are only thinking God's thoughts after Him ! We had been stuck on a crux in the synthesis of a natural product (an organic molecule). I prayed hard that night and the very next day I found the answer in an Obscure Indian Chemical Journal which enabled the synthesis to move forward ! My Supervisor was delighted and his comment was "You must have really prayed hard last night !" AMEN ! Yours BRIAN
Thanks Brian.
lol,and you didn`t get that rent
Oh yes we did, we held a collection from the mourners by the graveside, lol.
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