Dead But Won'T Lay Down
Doris's time is flying by,
She looks like she is about to die
Some people thought she was already dead
As in the obituary, they had read
Just that morning.
That Doris's family were mourning
Her demise.
A few weeks later
Doris was on an escalator.
Doris had a smile on her face
When she passed, her daughter Grace,
Going down the moving stairs.
Doris was going up the escalator,
Grace was going down,
Doris was wearing an elegant hat,
As she was going to town.
Doris was amused
That her dysfunctional family thought her dead
They had read the obit wrong,
It was Doris, Doris's friend instead!!
Doris may look old and grey,
But she lives to tell this tale today.
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