Ivor Davies Poet Rhyme

Ivor Survivor

Here lies the bones 
of a lad they called Ivor.
Through a lifetime of pains
he remained a survivor.
Untill the sad day
when he said it was fun
to play russian roulette
with a part loaded gun.

He thought he controlled
all the chances in life.
And by using just blanks
was just teasing his wife.
He said that with luck
she'd have nothing to fear.
But a blank, blows your brains
when it's shot in your ear!

Now Ivor's remains
are laid six feet below.
Except for his brains
which the wind will now sow.
Although poor old Ivor
just loved having fun
a brainless eternity
himself he has won.

So just to ensure
that he died not in vain.
Please remember survivor
is built on his name.
So if Ivor survivor
can die with such fun
For God's sake be carefull
where you point a gun!

Ivor G Davies

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