Old Lady Under the Hill

She was married to a squirrel named Earl. And Earl was later buried along side her grave.She wore a mud pack upon her face. To cover up all the horrifying disgrace. And when she walked across the town.A tractor trailer ran her down.And now she rest in peace.Along side her husband Earl, who died the same day of a rare disease. Breakfest in bed,for the Duke of Earl,who was a squirrel,and whos mother's true name was Pearl."Earl was a squirrel" ,she repeatably said,and long before she was hit in the head.By a humongous tractor trailer truck.Just a dented up fender,and a cremation certificate.For the old lady under the hill.You can talk about life,and you can talk about death.But life was nothing more than a thrill.For the old lady under the hill.. Humorous Death Story Poetry By Kim Robin Edwards Copyright 2010.2016..All rights reserved