John Scully (19th October 1947 / London)
Now Departing from....
Long ash coats and cherry faces
say nearly, but not quite.
Long grey coats and beady faces
say tomorrow, maybe.
Long drizzled coats and dreary faces
say very, very nearly.
Long black coats and scaly faces
say lift as one.
God he's heavy.
White gowns and plastic gloves long gone
just sorry gloves for someone.
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