Undertaker blues

Written by: DON JOHNSON

reminds me of the funeral job, at the morgue 40 tables, i logged, one of a hundred jobs id see, blood n guts an misery, macarbe on mentality... but id come to get ol Marge, suspended on 3 chains, was large, stiff as iniquity, came flying though the air, 6 feet up without a care, no bloody dignity, as naked as a Jaybird she, but death had set her free, as she said to me... re:"While Waiting At The River Styx" Terry O'Leary Don Guys at the morgue like to shock ya, so i get this naked lady zooming towards me suspended on 3 chains attached to rollers on the ceiling...one under the neck, one under the waist, and one under the ankles..a shock to the system... as i come in the door...the tables 40 were all occupied with the grim reapers handiwork...