Pretending You'Re Dead
Pretending you're dead can at times be the pits
It frightens the family it scares them to bits
They run around screaming and covering their eyes
They surely weren't ready for my big surprise
Pulling this off was a lead pipe cinch
Haven't seen Charlie or Aunt Abigail since
The dog's on the roof, the cat's up a tree
If the truth be known scared the crap outta me
Decided to confess and tell them the truth
Now my clothes are all ripped I'm missing a tooth
They didn't see the humour they said it twern't funny
Hightailed it outta there quick like a bunny
The moral of this tale listen carefully please
If you ever decide to pretend you're deceased
My advice to you wear armor or such
There's a chance you'll soon be needing a crutch
© Jack Ellison 2013
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2013
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