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The Funeral

The Funeral His funeral was today; That elder man of mans; He had done everything The world demands. There was a mixed crowd Of ages and worth; The preacher spoke long; With anecdotes and mirth. Lifeless he lay, taking it all in, Strains of Amazing Grace; Never wore many formal suits; Is that a grin on his face? After all was said and done; His kudos listed ad infinitem; Tears were dropped along the pews, But folks pretty well forgot em. He was president of this; On the board of that; Loved his grandchildren; But after all of that, This beloved soul had written; His own epitaph; His tombstone would read; “He knew how to laugh!”

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Date: 7/30/2016 4:26:00 AM
So creative! I enjoyed reading this very much so <3
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Sunlite Wanter
Date: 7/31/2016 5:58:00 PM
Thanks, Michelle..
Date: 7/26/2016 8:41:00 PM
Very cute humorous write Sunlite!:)
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Sunlite Wanter
Date: 7/31/2016 6:01:00 PM
Hope you enjoyed it, Cheryl. Thanks.