Final Ride
In that final ride in a shiny hearse,
if there should be by chance
a fatal accident – by negligence
or other happenstance –
stay calm, please, and don’t fret;
it’s a guaranteed bet
you’ll survive it none the “whearse.”
Copyright © Maurice Rigoler | Year Posted 2024
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