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Dead Is Speaking
Whist! Enough of your insolence! The dead have spoken Has refused her casket even in presence of high priests ready to present the token Token to appease the deceased To lessen her mammoth of rage And for the impending peril ceased 'cause no one is ready to pay sin's wage But the kindred continue to anger Bob, the younger son is called As the mourners sensed danger He knelt and begged Corpse agreed to enter the casket Hearse roared his way to funeral home through the busy Rongo market Tires burst! Where's Jerome? He needs to speak to his dead mother Hastily he rushed to her coffin Mumbled something like his brother And winked back to his cousin Seemed another carriage ought to be brought To finally carry the deceased to final resting Where the clan will engage in deep thought Because no room for time wasting Those who behold the body said it bite it's lips and point index finger At the burial the mourners assemble at the lobby None allowed to view the body so they linger
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