It was his Uncle's funeral
The young boy went to the viewing.
As stony-faced adults filed past,
There was some trouble brewing.
It seems the Uncle wasn't dead
Which only needed proving.
The nephew called out from his seat,
'Look everyone, he's moving! '
Some ladies fainted on the spot,
It took a lot to calm them.
It seems the undertaker had
Forgotten to embalm him!
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A funny fright. Interesting concept! Thanks, Carl, for reading and commenting! : -)
Thanks, Louis. Actually, much more than occasional- Shall we say, CONSTANT? Life is tough. Lighten it up with humour. Can't get enough of that stuff! : -)
Mahtab, it was no ghost. Only a moving body! Thanks for commenting! : -)
Thanks, Kostas! This sounds like the sort of poem that would appeal to you! : -)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The Undead...if only
Haha Ray! (If only) . One day, we'll be even more alive than we are today, in a perfect Paradise. What a day that will be! Looking forward to it.