Honest Obit

Have you ever wondered As time goes marching on When someone who you knew quite well Goes to the Great Beyond? Although this person that you knew Always did their best They had many little flaws Of which you could attest. No one is perfect need not be said It’s certain that’s for sure. But strong or weak we all go on We’re able to endure. That being said now here’s my point It’s a gripe that I submit When I open up the paper And look up their obit. As I said nobody’s perfect That should go unsaid But you’d think they walked on water Once you get the obit read. You’d think they were devoid of flaws They were angels all aglow Not one single fault Pure as the driven snow! Just once I’d like to read An obit with this to tell “this person wasn’t all that great And may end up in Hell”!