Cenotaph

I caught a draft
In the Cenotaph,
Honoring a dead man
Who was not there

The clergy saw me shiver,
Got me a chair,
The ceremony went on
And I died right there

Well at least I provided
The funeral focus
Although, for years,
There were rumors
Of Hocus-Pocus
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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