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Back Seat Survivor

Percy was driving a long black hearse
Carrying a body which made him terse.
To unwind he tried singing
Which sounded like pinging.
But the corpse said he’d heard worse.

Copyright © Paul Schneiter | Year Posted 2015

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May 24, 2015 at 1:38 PM

Paul, I enjoyed reading your humorous limerick! Love, Kim

May 24, 2015 at 6:03 PM

Thank you, Kim. It's both kind and thoughtful of you to comment. I hope all is well with you and those whom you cherish.

May 23, 2015 at 10:36 AM

good one Paul...lol

May 24, 2015 at 6:07 PM

Thanks, Tim. I'm an incorrigible admirer of your poems . . . they are uniformly excellent.

May 23, 2015 at 1:39 AM

Paul. Thank you for sharing. Forever *SKAT*

May 24, 2015 at 6:11 PM

Thank you, SKAT A (an awesome poet-woman if ever there was one). I value and appreciate your thoughtfulness in commenting.

Catherine Labeau

May 22, 2015 at 10:49 PM

hallelujah

May 22, 2015 at 11:14 PM

Thank you, Catherine. That's what I said ("hallelujah") when I managed to complete it.

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