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Spirits, Incorporated

Fred Hardtselle, a salesman who died,
On his tombstone had these words inscribed:
"In a seance call me,
for a rather small fee,
I'll find out where you're going, and why!"

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  1. Date: 7/8/2012 4:38:00 PM

    gail, congratulations with your featured poem of the week.. hope you are enjoying yours~Always ;-) PD

  1. Date: 3/26/2012 1:40:00 PM

    Ha,ha..Sell you the shirt off his back I'd bet! :o)

  1. Date: 3/18/2012 2:42:00 PM

    Awesome humor. Well written. Thanks for sharing.

  1. Date: 3/7/2012 12:33:00 AM

    Once a salesman, always a salesman. The spirit of the man lives on into the next iteration. What fun! Clever poem name! Clever saleman's name. Love the humor and the character portrayal.

  1. Date: 3/5/2012 5:46:00 PM

    Very interesting man this Fred Hardtselle..He could sell anything I bet..Enjoyed reading this eve...I am glad that I chose this one to read today...Thanks for the kind reviews of my work..Sara

  1. Date: 2/23/2012 11:56:00 AM

    I am enjoying reading some very diverse poetry today. I am glad yours was amongst the ones posted here that I was able to read and enjoy Gail. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 2/22/2012 9:37:00 PM

    Gail, lol.... i wonder what awaits him... love your limerick... I had fun stopping by, have a nice one~PD

  1. Date: 2/22/2012 9:12:00 PM

    If he's dead, how is he going to use money? Good limerick.