Dead Mute
There once was a boy from Sauk City
had mandibles toothy and pretty
but when he spoke
his larynx broke
Parental-types said, “What a pity”
So they took him to a physician
who said, “This is an imposition”
he gave the boy a pill
which was designed to kill
and forwarded him to the mortician
The mortician built a long box
to entomb the boy who just squawks
To plug the holes
and keep out moles
he utilized multiple caulks
A most gruesome tale and quite gory.
Does a moral lie in this story?
Would you give me a shout
if you figure it out?
It may lead one into satori
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