Cremation

Cremation A man was running to the tobacconist, Bought a packet and hastily opened it took out a cigarette Lit it and inhaled deeply. Then his head moved backwards, and he fell and died. They covered him on a plastic sheet but the cigarette Was still burning, the layer took fire, cremation. The fire spread a house was burning the fire engine came Spayed water and the ashes of the smoker disappeared Down a drain. They opened the drain found some black stuff and a shoe That might have belonged to the cremated, well it Was something, enough for burial, and what nowadays Is called closure. The tobacconist took this as a sign from Good only Sell the angel’s dust.